DREAM-BLOCKS

WITH dream-blocks I can build
A castle to the sky.
No one can shake it down,
Though he may try and try,
Except myself, and then,
I make another one,
And shape it as I please.
This castle-building fun
Nobody takes away,
And what I like the best—
The dream-blocks change each day.

STUPID YOU

THERE is a shining thread
To-day in my rose-bed—
A magic net the fairies have outspread
To catch the dewy sweet—and yet you said
It was a cobweb there instead!

Copyright, 1908, by Duffield & Co.

ANAGRAMS