"A nice little pie, in a saucer blue,
Baked in the oven for Polly and you,"
said Mamma, as she cut the pie, once across this way, and once across that. Each child had a slice; and then, nibble, nibble,—
All that was left of the saucer-pie,
Was a crumb in the saucer as blue as the sky.
[THIMBLE BISCUIT]
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Once upon a time Polly's mamma was making biscuit for supper.