Poem by Louisa May Alcott

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"When it comes night,
We put out the light.
Some blow with a puff,
Some turn down and snuff;
But neat folks prefer
A nice extinguis_her_.
So here I send you back
One to put on Mr. Jack."

1. Beds to the Front of Them
2. From Our Happy Home
3. Dear Grif
4. Thoreau's Flute
5. Here Is the Bracelet

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