So she can’t shut them up though she tries.
Then William can play with the dolly
That has only one leg and no head,
For surely he can’t hurt her any—
Boys break things so, somebody said.
They’ll play with my dishes and sea-shells,
My wagon and rocking-horse too,
Perhaps smash them or lose them; Mamma says
Polite I must be if they do.
I guess I’ve enough of the flowers;