Verse and Prose for Beginners Reading Day 8

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E l): minerals: l Li tt ratut t Qu i t s V E R SE A N D PR O SE BEGINNERS IN READING SELECTED FROM EN GLISH AND LITERA TURE n ! M Q 3 M : 8 1 8 4 8 8 Wabas h Ave n ue

Bob- O’ - link ! Bob- o ’ - lin k !

Now wha t do yo u think

Who stol e a nest away

Fr om the pl um - tr e e, to- day

Co o - co o ! COO- co o Coo- co o !

Let me Spea k a word, t o o !

Who sto l e that pre t ty ne st

Fr om littl e yell ow- b r eas t

Not I, said the sheep ; oh, n o !

I woul d n ’ t tr eat a poor bi r d so .

I gave wool the nest to line,

But the nest w as none of mine .

Baa ! Baa ! said the sheep ; oh,

I woul d n ’t tr eat a po or bi r d so .

Wi l l yo u lis te n to me

Who stole four eggs I l aid,

And the nice nest I made

Bob- O’ - link ! Bob- o ’ - link !

Now what do yo u thin k

Who stole a nest away

Fr om the pl um- t ree, to - day

Coo- co o ! Coo- co o ! Coo- co o !

Let me speak a word, too !

34 WHO S TOLE THE BIRD’S NES T ?

Who stol e that pr etty nest

Fr om littl e yel low- br east

Caw ! Caw ! cr ied the cr ow ;

I shoul d like to know

What thief to ok away

A bi r d’ s nest to- d ay ?

Cl u ck ! Cl uck said the he n ;

Don’ t ask me again,

Why, I have n ’ t a chick

Woul d do such a trick .

We all gave he r a feather ,

And she wove them together .

I ’ d scor n to intru de

On he r an d he r br ood .

Cl uck ! Cl uck ! said t he he n ,

Don’ t ask me again .

Chirr - a- Whi r r Chirr - a- whirr

All the bi r ds make a stir

Let us fin d o ut his name,

And all cry ‘ f o r

I woul d not ro b a bi r d,

Said litt l e Mary Green ;

I think I never hear d

Of anyt hing so mean .

WHO S TOLE THE BIRD’S NES T ! 35

“It is very cru el , too,

Said litt l e Alice Neal ; I wonder if he knew

How sad the bi r d woul d feel

A littl e boy hung down his head ,

And went an d hid behind the b e d,

Fo r he stol e that pr etty nest

Fr om poor littl e yellow- b r east ;

And he felt so full of shame, He did n ’ t like to tell his n ame .

I saw a ship a- sailing,

A- sailing on the se a ;

And oh, i t w as all la den

With pretty things f o r the e !

There wer e co mfits in the cabi n ,

And appl es in the hold ;

The sai ls wer e made of si lk,

And the masts wer e ma de o f gold !

The four an d twenty sai lor s,

That stood between the decks,

Wer e four an d t wenty white mice,

With chains abou t thei r necks .

The captain was a duck,

With a packet on hi s back ;

RHY MES .

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