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rucking up the slope, I'm hauling on the shear-head with a length of yellow rope; No matter where I'm wandering, in dreaming or in fact, Wool-loaded down the blacksoil plains or past the desert tract, About the city clamorous with many brakes and bells, It takes no sweep of wizard wand nor moonlit fairy spells To bring me back to kitchen land, and whom do I see there But little Boyo Browneyes and Billy Wirehair! PEEP SONG Oh, Friday night's the laundry night, Down the street in the dark-- And Saturday night's the picture night, When bands play in the park. But Sunday morning is the time We do the pillow-peep, To see what things the fairies brought While two boys were asleep. NATURE STUDY A mouse jumped into the watering-can And peeped out of the spout, And said: "If it wasn't for that young man I'm sure I could get out!" But Sufi sprang from an unknown spot, And the two boys wondered, afraid, When he carried the mouse to a garden plot And played, and played, and played. THE SKY IN THE POOL Down by the glassy pool Sand and water meet, There's a little wooden stool, Marks of little feet. When the broth was in the bowl, Mother called to-day; Mother called and no one came, Someone was away. Then there came a little boy, Whose broth was very cool, Stuttering in wonderment, "The sky is in the pool!" And mother wept, because the clear Depths of all pool-skies, The soul's wonder, the heart's fear, NEELY LORST There's women and there's men as well and little baby things, And some haves only dresses on and some of 'em haves wings, They nibble dandelions for meat, they drink the bubble frorf, They never spill their cocoa-milk all down the table-clorf, They never cry because it hurts, they always eat their brorf. Last night we heard a trumpet in the tea-tree down the street, And Padie left the table that was full of things to eat, He galloped for the music that seemed not so far away, And neely found the fairies where the trumpet used to play! Our mother went and catched him and he neely wasn't found, He neely fell into the creek through looking round and round. A naughty sea-shell cutted him, he had a bleedy toe, He lorst one Sund
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