Poem by Kate Greenaway

Ball

One-two, is one to you;
One-two-three, is one to me.
Throw it fast or not at all,
And mind you do not let it fall.

1. Up You Go, Shuttlecocks, Ever So High!
2. It Was Tommy Who Said
3. In Go-Cart So Tiny
4. Now, All of You, Give Heed unto
5. Child’s Song

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