THE WOODEN HORSE
I'm just a wooden horsy, and I work hard all the day
At hauling blocks and dollies in my little painted dray.
Sometimes they feed me make-believe, sometimes nothing at all,
And sometimes I'm left standing on my head out in the hall.
I try to be most patient, but 'twas just the other day
I got provoked with Teddy Bear and almost ran away.
REBECCA DEMING MOORE.