The Bandit Bunny Alphabet and other stories, Page 16



A bran’ new scholar came to school,

His age was half-past three;

And when his grinning nurse had left,

A sorry sight was he.

He filled the room from floor to ceil

With his unhappy wail,

And bawled away as if he thought

The school-room was a jail.

But presently, adown his cheeks

The tears forbore to chase,

And then he saw that Teacher had

A very kindly face.

And when a tiny, little smile

Two timid dimples met,

The Teacher asked the youngster if

He knew his alphabet.

“Of course,” he said, and so, to put

The matter to the test,

She asked the lad what followed “A”

He answered: “All the rest.”


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