The Real Mother Goose by  Blanche Fisher Wright


[Illustration]

The Little Bird

Once I saw a little bird

Come hop, hop, hop;

So I cried, "Little bird,

Will you stop, stop, stop?"


And was going to the window

To say, "How do you do?"

But he shook his little tail,

And far away he flew.


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