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The Clock
There’s a neat little clock,
In the schoolroom it stands,
And it points to the time
With its two little hands.
And may we, like the clock,
Keep a face clean and bright,
With hands ever ready
To do what is right
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BEING WASHED.
” WHAT ! cry, little Boy, when you’re washed !
To be sure,” said Mamma, “you’re in joke !”
Then Edward looked up much ashamed,
And was quiet as soon as she spoke.
“Why, would you be dirty,” said she,
” And keep filthy clothes on to wear ?
Who’d kiss my dear Boy’s pretty face ;
Or love him, or like to come near ?
Be washed then, and made a nice child.”
And offering her hand, as she stood,
He kissed her, and smiled at his Nurse,
And promised them both he’d be good.
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