<h3><SPAN name="baxter" id="baxter"></SPAN>BAXTER</h3>
<p class="block13 b4">Baxter had a billy-goat<br/>
Wall-eyed and double jointed.<br/>
He took him to the barber shop<br/>
And had his head anointed.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="zander" id="zander"></SPAN>LODDY, GIN, AND ELLA ZANDER</h3>
<p class="block16 b4">Loddy, Gin, and Ella Zander<br/>
Rode to market on a gander;<br/>
Bought a crane for half a dollar;<br/>
Loddy led him by the collar.<br/>
<br/>
Mister Crane said: “Hi there, master,<br/>
Can’t you make your legs work faster?<br/>
We can’t poke along this way.”<br/>
Then he slowly flew away.<br/>
Loddy held him fast, you bet,<br/>
And he hasn’t come home yet.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="hill" id="hill"></SPAN>AS I WAS GOING DOWN THE HILL</h3>
<p class="block13 nob">As I was going down the hill<br/>
In front of Missus Knapp’s<br/>
I saw the little Knapperines<br/>
All in their winter wraps—<br/>
Purple mitts and mufflers<br/>
And knitted jersey caps.<br/>
<br/>
As I was coming back again<br/>
In front of Missus Knapp’s<br/>
I saw that awful lady<br/>
Give about a dozen slaps<br/>
To every little Knapperine—<br/>
I thought it was, perhaps,<br/>
Because they gathered stickers<br/>
In their knitted jersey caps.</p>
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<ANTIMG src="images/i-029s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="516" alt="GOING DOWN THE HILL IN FRONT OF MRS. KNAPP’S" title="" />
<span class="caption">GOING DOWN THE HILL IN FRONT OF MRS. KNAPP’S</span>
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<ANTIMG src="images/i-030s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="317" alt="Illustration 30" title="" />
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<h3><SPAN name="sky" id="sky"></SPAN>A LITTLE BOY RAN TO THE END OF THE SKY</h3>
<p class="block20 b4">A little boy ran to the end of the sky<br/>
With a rag and a pole and a gooseberry pie.<br/>
He cried: “Three cheers for the Fourth of July!”<br/>
With a rag and a pole and a gooseberry pie.<br/>
<br/>
He saw three little donkeys at play,<br/>
He tickled their noses to make them bray,<br/>
And he didn’t come back until Christmas Day—<br/>
With a rag and a pole and a gooseberry pie.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="discretion" id="discretion"></SPAN>DISCRETION</h3>
<p class="block17 nob">A man with a nickel,<br/>
A sword, and a sickle,<br/>
A pipe, and a paper of pins<br/>
Set out for the Niger<br/>
To capture a tiger—<br/>
And that’s how my story begins.<br/>
<br/>
When he saw the wide ocean,<br/>
He soon took a notion<br/>
’T would be nicer to stay with his friends.<br/>
So he traded his hat<br/>
For a tortoise-shell cat—<br/>
And that’s how the chronicle ends.</p>
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<ANTIMG src="images/i-031as.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="381" alt="Illustration 31a" title="" />
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<div class="figcentert" style="width: 600px;">
<ANTIMG src="images/i-031bs.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="468" alt="Illustration 31b" title="" />
<br/><span class="link"><SPAN href="images/i-031bx.jpg"></SPAN></span></div>
<h3><SPAN name="twig" id="twig"></SPAN>A BEETLE ONCE SAT ON A BARBERRY TWIG</h3>
<p class="block18 b4">A beetle once sat on a barberry twig,<br/>
And turned at the crank of a thingum-a-jig.<br/>
Needles for hornets, nippers for ants,<br/>
For the bumblebee baby a new pair of pants,<br/>
For the grizzled old gopher a hat and a wig,<br/>
The beetle ground out of his thingum-a-jig.</p>
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<ANTIMG src="images/i-032s.jpg" width-obs="400" height-obs="529" alt="Illustration 32" title="" />
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<h3><SPAN name="thieves" id="thieves"></SPAN>THE THIEVES</h3>
<p class="block19 b4">Tibbitts and Bibbitts and Solomon Sly<br/>
Ran off one day with a cucumber pie.<br/>
Tibbitts was tossed by a Kensington cow,<br/>
Bibbitts was hanged on a brambleweed bough,<br/>
And poor little Solomon—what do you think?<br/>
Was drowned one dark night in a bottle of ink.</p>
<h3><SPAN name="sea2" id="sea2"></SPAN>UPON THE IRISH SEA</h3>
<p class="block16 b4">Some one told Maria Ann,<br/>
Maria Ann told me,<br/>
That kittens ride in coffee cans<br/>
Upon the Irish Sea.<br/>
<br/>
From quiet caves to rolling waves,<br/>
How jolly it must be<br/>
To travel in a coffee can<br/>
Upon the Irish Sea!<br/>
<br/>
But when it snows and when it blows,<br/>
How would you like to be<br/>
A kitten in a coffee can<br/>
Upon the Irish Sea?</p>
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