BOYS oftentimes are rough and rude,
And join in wicked play;
But hoop and top, and bat and ball,
Are better any day.
"Hark! hark! I hear a tinkling bell;
It calleth me to school."
Run, run! my boy, and study well;
Keep strictly every rule.

CAREFUL be of poor old puss,
She catcheth all the mice:
If any rat appears in sight,
She chases in a trice.
And then she comes and sits her down,
And washes all her fur;
How kind and loving doth she look—
How pleasant doth she purr.

DOGS are so faithful, kind, and true,
We ought to treat them well;
My little Johnny had a dog,
Of which I wish to tell.
Now little John was at his play
Beside the river's brink—
Plash! in he fell! Good Rover ran,
And would not let him sink.