Ballads for little folk . arly —He s a brother like the rest, Effies Reasons. 137 Though I know hes not the best one ;And I do not love him best. Now theres Charlie, my big brother, Oh ! he s always just as kind! All day I may ask him questions, And he doesnt seem to mind. He with every lesson helps me,And hes sure to take my part;So I think I ought to love him —And I do with all my heart. But there s cunning little Neddy —Well, he s not so awful good ;But he never seems to mean itWhen he answers cross or rude. Sometimes, half in fun, he strikes me,Just, I mean, a little blow ;But hed never, n
Ballads for little folk . arly —He s a brother like the rest, Effies Reasons. 137 Though I know hes not the best one ;And I do not love him best. Now theres Charlie, my big brother, Oh ! he s always just as kind! All day I may ask him questions, And he doesnt seem to mind. He with every lesson helps me,And hes sure to take my part;So I think I ought to love him —And I do with all my heart. But there s cunning little Neddy —Well, he s not so awful good ;But he never seems to mean itWhen he answers cross or rude. Sometimes, half in fun, he strikes me,Just, I mean, a little blow ;But hed never, never do itIf he thought it hurt, I know. Then again he s nice and pleasant,Coaxing me and kissing me ;When he wants to ask a favor,He s as good as he can be. He cant help me with my lessons,He has hardly learned to spell ; 138 Reasons. But in everything I help him,And I like it just as well. He is never good as Charlie ; Naughtier oft than Tom, I know ;But for all that I love him,Just because I love him so !.
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