The Bodleys telling stories . Up rose the Pig and took the chairWhich Bunch had placed for him; The steaming pudding filled the air,The bowl was full to the brim. So tempting was the savory bowl,That piggy could not wait For Lazy Bunch the mush to doleOut on his china plate ;. But raised himself upon his toes,Without the faintest blush, 26 THE iu)1>:ys stories. And thrust his cai^cr, ))i_j;isli noseInto tilt l)o\vl of niusli. Tis vt-ry good, he phiinly said,As Lazy Bunch turned pale, Tis thus I would be daily fed,I think it helps my tail. isow let us fill the howl againFrom out
The Bodleys telling stories . Up rose the Pig and took the chairWhich Bunch had placed for him; The steaming pudding filled the air,The bowl was full to the brim. So tempting was the savory bowl,That piggy could not wait For Lazy Bunch the mush to doleOut on his china plate ;. But raised himself upon his toes,Without the faintest blush, 26 THE iu)1>:ys stories. And thrust his cai^cr, ))i_j;isli noseInto tilt l)o\vl of niusli. Tis vt-ry good, he phiinly said,As Lazy Bunch turned pale, Tis thus I would be daily fed,I think it helps my tail. isow let us fill the howl againFrom out the iron pot,I think I like my pudding, whenIt still is piping hot. Then down got piggy fiom his walked across the floor, And Lazy Bunch, with troubled air,Bore off the dish for more. He took the iron cover off,And went to get the spoon. When all at once he heard a cough,And then he heard a groan. It was the Pig, the greedy Pig, His tail was in the air,The iron pot was very big. His eager nose was there. He splashed, and strove with might and waved his curling tail ; But all his etlorts were in strength began to fail. In vain did Lazy Bunch seize fastThe languid tail and pull, For when he gave it up at last,The pot was just as full. A WINTER
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