Oliver Herford (Оливер Херфорд)

The Chimpanzee

CHILDREN, behold the Chimpanzee:
He sits on the ancestral tree
From which we sprang in ages gone.
I'm glad we sprang: had we held on,
We might, for aught that I can say,
Be horrid Chimpanzees to-day.

1. The Whole Duty of Kittens
2. A Kitten’s Fancy
3. Kitten’s Night Thought
4. In Darkest Africa
5. Proem

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