And after that it poured; and they sat all day in a puddle in the rain, by the edge of the lake, and simplee loved it.
And when Baby felt the rain on her face, she cried,
"Isn't rain jolly?—I like it better than anything only fine."
But Tiny only aimed both eyes so they met at the end of his nose, where a raindrop was, and he shot his tongue, and curled it up tight, and took the drop off on the tip.
And when Baby saw that, she threw back, and roared, and said,
"Oh, Tiny! you are a little raskil! pomme-word you are!"
But Tiny only waggled his shoulders, and bubbled his eyes, and did it again to a new drop.
And that is all they said and did, because that is all you've got to say and do.
Only when a pi-looking person squelched by in goloshers, they wound round, and lifted up their faces, and screamed together,
"Two ittle tots
On the spwee-wee-wee,
Out of the
Nurser-wee-wee,
Two and anover
Make thwee-wee-wee,
So come you and join you
With we, we, we."