. St. Nicholas [serial] . Wheneer this stuffy, puffy scribeSets out to write a diatribe, Or aught else that he pleases,A busy, buzzy bumblebee, Perched on his desk, sagaciously,Supplies him cooling THE DIFFERENCE. By Caroline McCormick. This is my dog, my very own. You 11 think it strange, but weHave ages that are just alike, and I am young, you see,While he s as old, or most as old, as any dog can be. He is no higher than my waist, and he is grown up, too,And I am quite as tall as Jane, and I m not nearly throughWith growing, for I mean to be as big, perhaps, as you. The things we l
. St. Nicholas [serial] . Wheneer this stuffy, puffy scribeSets out to write a diatribe, Or aught else that he pleases,A busy, buzzy bumblebee, Perched on his desk, sagaciously,Supplies him cooling THE DIFFERENCE. By Caroline McCormick. This is my dog, my very own. You 11 think it strange, but weHave ages that are just alike, and I am young, you see,While he s as old, or most as old, as any dog can be. He is no higher than my waist, and he is grown up, too,And I am quite as tall as Jane, and I m not nearly throughWith growing, for I mean to be as big, perhaps, as you. The things we like are not the same: I romp, and race, and run,And he lies down before the fire, or stretches in the sun ;But each of us would be forlorn without the other one. 1028
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