<h3><SPAN name="son" id="son"></SPAN>TOMMY, MY SON</h3>
<p class="block21 nob">“Tommy, my son,” said the old tabby cat,<br/>
“Go catch us some mice, and be sure that they’re fat.<br/>
There’s one family lives in the carpenter’s barn;<br/>
They’ve made them a nest of the old lady’s yarn.<br/>
But the carpenter has a young cat of his own<br/>
That is healthy and proud and almost full grown,<br/>
And consider it, son, an eternal disgrace<br/>
To come home at night with a scratch on your face.”</p>
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<ANTIMG src="images/i-023s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="435" alt="Illustration 23" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-023x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="worm" id="worm"></SPAN>OH, SAID THE WORM</h3>
<p class="block16 b4">“Oh,” said the worm,<br/>
“I’m awfully tired of sitting in the trees;<br/>
I want to be a butterfly<br/>
And chase the bumblebees.”</p>
<div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-024s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="543" alt="Illustration 24" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-024x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="brown" id="brown"></SPAN>BUZZY BROWN</h3>
<p class="block15 b4">Buzzy Brown came home from town<br/>
As crazy as a loon,<br/>
He wore a purple overcoat<br/>
And sang a Sunday tune.<br/>
Buzzy Brown came home from town<br/>
As proud as he could be,<br/>
He found three doughnuts and a bun<br/>
A-growing on a tree.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="wind" id="wind"></SPAN>THE WIND</h3>
<p class="block20 nob">The wind came a-whooping, down Cranberry Hill<br/>
And stole an umbrella from, Mother Medill.<br/>
It picked up a paper on Patterson’s place<br/>
And carried it clean to the Rockaby Race.<br/>
And what was more shocking and awful than that,<br/>
It blew the new feather off grandmother’s hat.</p>
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<ANTIMG src="images/i-025s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="514" alt="Illustration 25" title="" />
<span class="caption">THE WIND CAME A-WHOOPING DOWN CRANBERRY HILL</span>
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-025x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="band" id="band"></SPAN>THE HOBO BAND</h3>
<p class="block19 b4">The roads are good and the weather’s grand,<br/>
So I’m off to play in the Hobo Band;<br/>
With a gaspipe flute and a cowhide drum<br/>
I’m going to make the music come.<br/>
With a toot, toot, toot, and a dum, dum, dum,<br/>
Just hear me make the music come!</p>
<div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-026as.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="607" alt="Illustration 26a" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-026ax.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="straw" id="straw"></SPAN>A BEETLE ON A BROOMSTRAW</h3>
<p class="block23 b4">A robin and a wren, as they walked along one night,<br/>
Saw a big brown beetle on a broomstraw.<br/>
Said the robin to the wren: “What a pretty, pretty sight—<br/>
That big brown beetle on a broomstraw!”<br/>
So they got their plates and knives,<br/>
Their children and their wives,<br/>
And gobbled up the beetle on the broomstraw.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="thoughts" id="thoughts"></SPAN>MULE THOUGHTS</h3>
<p class="block19 nob">A silly little mule<br/>
Sat on a milking stool<br/>
And tried to write a letter to his father.<br/>
But he couldn’t find the ink,<br/>
So he said: “I rather think<br/>
This writing letters home is too much bother.”</p>
<div class="figcenterb" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-026bs.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="413" alt="Illustration 26b" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-026bx.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-027s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="311" alt="Illustration 27" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-027x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="candle" id="candle"></SPAN>A CANDLE, A CANDLE</h3>
<p class="block18 b4">A candle, a candle<br/>
To light me to bed;<br/>
A pillow, a pillow<br/>
To tuck up my head.<br/>
The moon is as sleepy as sleepy can be,<br/>
The stars are all pointing their fingers at me,<br/>
And Missus Hop-Robin, way up in her nest,<br/>
Is rocking her tired little babies to rest.<br/>
So give me a blanket<br/>
To tuck up my toes,<br/>
And a little soft pillow<br/>
To snuggle my nose.</p>
<div class="figcentert" style="width: 400px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-028s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="425" alt="Illustration 28" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-028x.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
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