LITTLE MARY.
Little Mary was good,
The weather was fair;
She went with her mother,
To taste the fresh air.
The birds were singing,
Mary chatted away;
And she felt as merry,
And as happy, as they.
Little Mary was good,
The weather was fair;
She went with her mother,
To taste the fresh air.
The birds were singing,
Mary chatted away;
And she felt as merry,
And as happy, as they.