The Indignant Baby Baby was out with Papa for a walk. When their friends they met, it was "Oh!" and "Ah!" "What a darling she is!" "Can the little kid talk?" "Well--no; I don't think that she can," said Papa, "Though she seems to understand." She was only two, but she understood, And her small, rosy mouth was made up to cry-- But no! she would _talk_--she would show that she could. And, "Mamma," and "pretty," and "laly"--"by-by," She said with a wave of her hand! |
English Poetry - http://eng-poetry.ru/english/index.php. E-mail eng-poetry.ru@yandex.ru |