Poem by Edith Matilda Thomas

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!

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3. A Question of Spelling
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