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Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank), 1856-1919

"Mother Goose in Prose"

If
only she were here"--
He did not finish what he was saying, for just then the bowl broke in
two. And the people are still waiting for the three wise men to come
back to them.


Little Bun Rabbit
Little Bun Rabbit
"Oh, Little Bun Rabbit, so soft and so shy,
Say, what do you see with your big, round eye?"
"On Christmas we rabbits," says Bunny so shy,
"Keep watch to see Santa go galloping by."
Little Dorothy had passed all the few years of her life in the
country, and being the only child upon the farm she was allowed to
roam about the meadows and woods as she pleased. On the bright summer
mornings Dorothy's mother would tie a sun-bonnet under the girl's
chin, and then she romped away to the fields to amuse herself in her
own way.
She came to know every flower that grew, and to call them by name, and
she always stepped very carefully to avoid treading on them, for
Dorothy was a kind-hearted child and did not like to crush the pretty
flowers that bloomed in her path. And she was also very fond of all
the animals, and learned to know them well, and even to understand
their language, which very few people can do. And the animals loved
Dorothy in turn, for the word passed around amongst them that she
could be trusted to do them no harm. For the horse, whose soft nose
Dorothy often gently stroked, told the cow of her kindness, and the
cow told the dog, and the dog told the cat, and the cat told her black
kitten, and the black kitten told the rabbit when one day they met in
the turnip patch.


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