And turn’d up its nose at the crowd,
As if it forgot, little cousin, that we
Had really best right to be proud.”
“He! he! why, you don’t tell me so,” said the worm;
“Ha! ha!” said the bird, “but I do;
But I keep you from dinner; good day to you, ma’am;
Mind—I don’t tell the story for true.”
JANE TAYLOR.