Poem by Ann Taylor

The Baby's Dance

DANCE little baby, dance up high,
Never mind baby, mother is by ;
Crow and caper, caper and crow,
There little baby, there you go ;
Up to the ceiling, down to the ground,
Backwards and forwards, round and round ;
Dance little baby, and mother shall sing,
With the merry coral, ding, ding, ding.

1. Meddlesome Matty
2. Little Girls Must Not Fret
3. The Pin
4. Deaf Martha
5. Learning To Go Alone

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