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. Little Girls Must Not Fret
2. Negligent Mary
3. Meddlesome Matty
4. Learning To Go Alone
5. Deaf Martha

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