Gateway to the Classics: A Child's Own Book of Verse, Book One by Ada M. Skinner and Frances Gillespy Wickes
 
A Child's Own Book of Verse, Book One by  Ada M. Skinner and Frances Gillespy Wickes
Table of Contents
Little Wind
White Sheep
Time to Rise
Pussy-Cat Mew
Seven Little Chicks
Once I Saw a Little Bird
Bow-Wow-Wow
The North Wind Doth Blow
Some Little Mice
Bobby Shafto
The Rabbits
Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee
Little Cock-Sparrow
There Was a Little Robin
Blow, Wind, Blow
Daffy-Down-Dilly
The Rain
Rosy Posy
A Bonny Boat
Lock the Dairy Door
The Clucking Hen
Little Brown Bobby
Whisky Frisky
Jack Frost
Sing, Little Bird
Who Has Seen the Wind?
Three Little Maidens
Bimble, Bamble, Bumble
Precocious Piggy
My Maid Mary
London Bridge
A Farmer Went Riding
A Frog He Would A-Wooing Go
The Light-Hearted Fairy
Singing
The Man in the Moon
All Busy
Nursery Song
A Good Boy
Buttercup
Moon, So Round and Yellow
A Verse
Somewhere Town
Cradle Song
God's Care
Winter Night
Shoe or Stocking
When the Sleepy Man Comes
The Ship
Will You Be My Little Wife
Bunches of Grapes
Song
The Coming of Spring
The Robin
The Swing
What Can I Give Him?
Rockaby, Lullaby
Baby Seed Song
A Pretty Game
I Would Like You for a Comrade
Sir Robin
The Little Maiden and the Little Bird
I Saw a Ship
Wee Willie Winkie
Windy Nights
My Robin
To the Sun Door
April
The Bow That Bridges Heaven
Goldenrod
The Peddler's Caravan
Swallow, Swallow
Seven Times One
Our Flag
The Dustman
Peterkin Pout and Gregory Grout
How To Get a Breakfast
Three Little Owlets
Over in the Meadow
Elf and Dormouse
Old Dame Cricket
The Little Elf-Man
Little Jack Frost
How the Little Kite Learned To Fly
The Rainbow Fairies
The Quarrelsome Kittens
Who Likes the Rain?
The Lost Doll
Cherries
Grasshopper Green
I Love You, Mother
Minnie and Mattie
Dame Duck's First Lecture on Education
Mr. Nobody
An Old Rat's Tale
Who Stole the Bird's Nest
The Snow Bird
Thanksgiving Day
The Robber Kitten
Santa Claus
The New Year
The Bluebird
Spring's Waking
One, Two, Three
The Rock-a-By Lady

Seven Little Chicks

Seven little chicks go,

"Peep, peep, peep,"

Hunting where the grasses grow

Deep, deep, deep.


Then the mother hen calls,

"Cluck, cluck, cluck,"

Wishing every little chick

Luck, luck, luck.


— Wilhelmina Seegmuller


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