BLUE FLAMES AND RED FLAMES

Blue flames and red flames
In a world all dark;
Blue flames and red flames,
And a tiny spark
Hurrying to heaven, lest it should be late;
Lest the cautious seraphim close the shining gate,
And leave the little wanderer forevermore to fly
Like an orphan angel through the endless sky.

TIMOTHY GRADY

Poor little Timothy Grady
Screwed up his face at a lady,
And, jiminy jack!
It wouldn’t come back.
The louder he hollered
The tighter it grew,
His eyes are all red
And his lips are all blue.
Oh, mercy me, what in the world will he do?
Poor little Timothy Grady!

CAPTAIN TICKLE AND HIS NICKEL

Captain Tickle had a nickel
In a paper sack,
He threw it in the river
And he couldn’t get it back.
Captain Tickle spent his nickel
For a rubber ball,
And when he cut it open
There was nothing there at all.

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