She reads in a primer;
She writes on a slate;
Her lines are not even;
Her O’s are not round;
And her words in the reader
Her sewing—what puckers!
What stitches! what knots!
And along the whole hem,
There are tiny red spots.
She reads in a primer;
She writes on a slate;
Her lines are not even;
Her O’s are not round;
And her words in the reader
Her sewing—what puckers!
What stitches! what knots!
And along the whole hem,
There are tiny red spots.