The New Pelisse[ToC]
Baby's got a new pelisse,
Very soft and very neat—
Like a lammy in her fleece
She's all white from head to feet.
Thirty lambs each gave a curl,
Mother sewed them, stitch by stitch—
All to clothe a baby-girl:
Don't you think she's very rich?
Solace[ToC]
Whom does Miss belong to?
Just to Mother, Mother only:
That's whom Miss belongs to,
—And Mother's never lonely.
Whom's this little song to?
Just to Baby, Baby only:
That's whom little song's to,
—And Baby's never lonely.