The Peter Patter book; rimes for children . THROUGH FOG AND RAIN I RUN MY TRAIN THE FREIGHTER Through fog and rainI run my trainWherever the track is laid,And over the roadI carry a loadWhenever the freight ispaid. A kaddy of tea For Genessee, For Troy an empty crate, A man in brown For Uniontown To help them celebrate. NO ONE AT HOME No one at home in the hen-house, And no one at home in thebarn, Old Brindle has gone to theneighbors To borrow a skein of brownyarn, To borrow yarn for thedarning Of socks for her wee spottedcalf— The little rollicking rascalHas never enough by Speckle i

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The Peter Patter book; rimes for children . THROUGH FOG AND RAIN I RUN MY TRAIN THE FREIGHTER Through fog and rainI run my trainWherever the track is laid,And over the roadI carry a loadWhenever the freight ispaid. A kaddy of tea For Genessee, For Troy an empty crate, A man in brown For Uniontown To help them celebrate. NO ONE AT HOME No one at home in the hen-house, And no one at home in thebarn, Old Brindle has gone to theneighbors To borrow a skein of brownyarn, To borrow yarn for thedarning Of socks for her wee spottedcalf— The little rollicking rascalHas never enough by Speckle is down by the willowWashing her chicks in the lake,While old Daddy Cockle is lyingAbed with a bad toothache. PATTERS ANDTATTERS Patters had a gallant band, An army made of clay. But Tatters took the gar-den hose And washed them

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