"Then why did he want spurs?"
"Just the way of the world, dear donkey; just the way of the world."
"Ah!" sighed the donkey, "some ways are very trying, especially the world's;" and then it said no more, but thought of the fields it would never see, and the thistles it would never taste.
COCK-A-DOODLE.
I know a lovely dicky-bird,
A cock-a-doodle-doo;—
My father and my mother
And my sister know it too.
It struts about so gaily,
And it is brave and strong;
And when it crows, it is a crow,
Both very loud and long.
Oh, "Cock-a-doodle-doo," it crows,
And cock-a-doodle won't
Leave off its cock-a-doodling,
When mother dear cries "Don't!"