Who Stole the Bird's Nest?

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by L. Maria Child

Volume: 10 | Page: 67

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O- WHIT! to-whit ! to-whee! Willyou listen tome? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?" "Not I," said the cow; "Moo-oo! Such a thing I'd never do. I gave you a wisp of hay, But didn't take your nest away. Not I," said the cow, "Mo0-00! Such a thing I'd never do." "To-whit! to-whit! to-whee! Will you listen to me? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?" "Bob-o'-link! Bob-o'-link! Now, what do you think? Who stole a nest away From the plum-tree, to-day?" 67 3 WHO STOLE THE BIRD'S NEST? "Not I," said the dog; "Bow- wow! I wouldn't be so mean, anyhow! I gave hairs the nest to make, But the nest I did not take. Not I," said the dog, "Bow-wow! I'm not so mean, anyhow." "To-whit ! to-whit! to- whee! Will you listen to me? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?" "Bob-o'-link! Bob-o'-link! Nowwhat do you think? Who stole a nest away From the plum-tree, to-day?" Coo-coo! Coo-coo! Coo-coo! Let me speak a word, too! Who stole that pretty nest From little yellow-breast?" "Not I," said the sheep; "Oh, no! Iwouldn't treat a poor bird so. I gave wool the nest to line, But the nest was none of mine. Baa! Baa!" said the sheep; "Oh, no, I wouldn't treat apoor bird so." "To-whit ! to-whit ! to-whee! Will you listen to me? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?" WHO STOLE THE BIRD'S NEST ? "Bob-o' -link! Bob-o' -link ! Now, what do you think ? Who stole a nest away From the plum-tree, to-day? " Coo-coo! Coo-coo ! Coo-coo ! Let me speak a word, too! Who stole that pretty nest From little yellow-breast ? " "Caw! Caw! " cried the crow ; " I should like to know What thief took away Abird's nest to-day ? " "Cluck! Cluck! " said the hen, "Don't ask me again. Why, I haven't a chick Would do such a trick. We all gave her a feather, And she wove them together. I'd scorn to intrude On her and her brood. Cluck! Cluck! " said the hen, " Don't ask me again." "Chirr-a-whirr! Chirr-a-whirr ! All the birds make a stir ! Let us find out his name, And all cry 'For shame ! ' " "I would not rob abird," Said Little Mary Green ; "I think I never heard Of anything so mean." THE LEAVES CAME DOWN "It is very cruel, too," Said little Alice Neal; "I wonder if he knew How sad the bird would feel?" Alittle boy hung down his head, And went and hid behind the bed; For he stole that pretty nest From poor little yellow-breast; Andhe felt so full of shame, He didn't like to tell his name.

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