THE DISAPPOINTED BAT
A bat played a hand organ out in the street,
And carried a sign “I AM BLIND”;
But though all his music was joyous and sweet,
His hearers, he thought, were unkind;
For no-one who passed dropped a coin in his hat,
But each said “Why of course; he’s as blind as a bat.”
When Billy Wilson swimming went,
It took him half a day
To reach the lake because, you see,
It was so far away.
And so, to stop this loss of time,
When next he went to swim
He tied a string around the lake,
And pulled it home with him.
DICKIE PEG-LEG
A sparrow with a wooden leg
Hopped o’er a roof of tin;
And, as he hopped, a girl below
Was overcome with sudden woe
To hear that noise begin.
“Oh dear,” she cried, “here comes the rain,
“And this is picnic day.”
Nor did she know what she had heard
Was just a wooden legged bird
Until he flew away.
Young Johnny Bingle long had wished
To own a “truly” gun,
And so, when Christmas came again,
His father gave him one.
It had a barrel straight and true
A fancy walnut stock
And for his first game Johnny shot
The cuckoo in the clock.
THE SHANGHAI TWINS.
As Mother Bantam roamed the field,
Of worms and bugs in quest,
She found two large and lonesome eggs
In a deserted nest.
“This makes my duty clear” said she,
“I’ll stay and hatch them out.”
And for three weeks that little hen
Was no more seen about.
At length from out those two large eggs
The young chicks broke their way;
And thus the famous Shanghai Twins
First saw the light of day
And Mother Bantam stood aghast
That newborn pair to see
For, standing in his stocking feet,
Each was as tall as she.
When Mother Bantam came to feed
The hungry Shanghai Twins,
She found she had an awful task
To fill them to their chins;
And, if they were not filled that full,
They clamored to be fed;
Until in running down their food
She worked till nearly dead.
With hoppers and with lady bugs,
With moths and worms and flies,
With grains of corn and crumbs of bread
She stopped their hungry cries.
Till finally she ran so much
To get them food to eat,
That she herself, worn out and starved,
Was overcome by heat.
Said Mother Bantam to her twins:
“Since you two have been hatched,
“You have not found a single meal,
“You have not run nor scratched;
“I’ve fed you as a mother should,
“But you are stronger now
“And henceforth you must scratch for worms.”
Cried they: “Please show us how.”
She led them to the garden plot,
“Dig in your claws” said she,
“Just catch the dirt and push it back.
“It’s easy; don’t you see?”
“Ah yes,” they cried and went to work
With all their main and might,
And, ere they knew what they had done,
They buried her from sight.
The Shanghai Twins came on apace;
So rapidly they grew,
That larger, stronger fowls than they
Became extremely few.
And Mother Bantam gazed with pride
Her foster sons upon:
The one of them was christened James,
The other one was John.
Beneath the battered hen-house door,
A hungry fox one night
Poked in his nose, and all the fowls
Were paralyzed with fright.
But James and John knew what to do,
They fought with might and main
Until the fox took to his heels
With yelps of fear and pain.
Now when the valiant Shanghai Twins
Had put a fox to flight,
They stood on guard to watch the house
The balance of the night
And, while they watched, the other fowls
Reposed in perfect peace:
So, after that, the Twins were named
As poultry yard police.
Each wore, to show his lofty rank,
A helmet, club and star,
And soon as faithful guardians
Their fame spread near and far.
The very mention of their names,
Made thieving fowls turn pale
For well they knew that John and James
Could march them off to jail.
Three young and interesting pigs
Once lived within a sty;
And one was greedy, one was strong,
And one was scarce a half yard long
And scant ten inches high.
The greedy one, when large and fat,
Was led away one day;
The strong one rooted at his pen
Until he made a hole, and then
Crept out and ran away.
The smallest pig, with careful thought,
Made up his mind to stay.
He did not eat enough to grow,
He did not run away, and so
He lives in peace today.
