The hare sits snug in leaves and grass, And laughs to see the green man pass.
The hare sits snug in leaves and grass, And laughs to see the green man pass.
Here is cruel Frederick, see A horrid wicked boy was he.
At this good Tray grew very red, And growled and bit him till he bled.
The door flew open, in he ran, The great, long, red-legged scissor-man.
Look at little Johnny there, Little Johnny Head-In-Air.
Take the soup away O take the nasty soup away I won't have any soup today.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories