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Chapter 9 THE PALACE PLAYTIME

Word Count: 1398    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

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ldr

and

rry, pr

teps

s br

happy

rning roun

k upon th

low

of

ng me

is

's b

e our laug

py

ty p

naugh

st each ot

happy li

low

of

ng me

are

are

live as

k w

dy

earn "Tw

gh, and dan

rks upon

low

of

ng me

Lee

by's B

les, blow

ge, beat

s the baby

nnie sha

my shal

the jews-ha

r too ta

tad-or-er

ss up t

n the h

a grand fro

e some so

w them

at the bab

r too ta

tad-or-er

y the gra

ll make

the Mufti

look in

what h

at the Muft

r too ta

tad-or-er

e'll play

d up yo

w 'tis the ba

turn out

your fe

boys and girl

r too ta

tad-or-er

Lee

ting

intery, c

d and app

ier, lim

ese in

sing by

and i

ea-

Phillis, that d

ed Belind

e garden is sh

ter place co

of plums, there ar

le is set o

carpet all dai

ttier pictu

blackbirds delight

from yonde

little ones ta

the blackb

Green

d the

cart s

ster

promised

e world

not yet

t with

our trip

till t

Green

ip an

the captain of a

goes a-sailin

ps a-turning all a

tle older, I shall

y vessel sail

as little as the

y I intend t

to help me, it's a

the water, when th

l goes a divi

me sailing through th

the water sing

ly sailor, I'm to

island where no

he penny cann

Louis S

s," copyright, 1895, 1896,

st of t

apan, the ho

of the

ts feast, from g

e Feast of the

s the Feast

ered maid in g

with sh

own lad in em

e Feast of the

o the Feast

would be, 'neat

e and perf

ring, with its wi

praise of the

the praise

ippytoes, as

as a cot

the plan of th

ur Feast, little

r your Feast

chibald

Down,

bed, dear, so

ment to talk

is getting her d

little and hear

down,

down,

ulder you've n

mma sings to m

lly dear, shut

dolly?-or why

shoulder, you tr

at hole that yo

ur sawdust is tr

od doctor in, rig

neglected a si

hankchif and tie

from suffering p

een good, littl

r nursie, nor ru

r feet in those

yesterday, bad

o sleepy-can't

e verse, then I'l

down,

on my

righten you, no

weetly, my li

me now and gua

ouglas

ygr

r I am v

ren are

see a tho

can't s

know much a

he stones

r lie and

sts in t

about a lo

we're at

stoop as

find thin

he snow is

he puddle

at I were

above th

e Alma

ing

and bags of

he milk-

le asters in

ks of go

s out of the s

s of cobw

rs' buttons for

ock caps f

F.

and

irls are bet

boys can do

rds can build

rms can love

onies must g

ockets has m

eyes to ope

ars and one

lbows, dimpl

hoes on two

ips and one

heeks with a

oulders, chub

egs running

ayers does my

kneel by my

lded hands, s

yelids cast

e angels guar

oot, and one

Mapes

es," copyright, 1874, 1904

ppy

s red-a li

y chil

play the l

ly eve

ee, a green

me from

r it I o

my work

basket I

p into

there I'll b

my bright

Green

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