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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 75663 ***
+
+
+
+Transcriber’s Note:
+
+Words and phrases in italics are surrounded by underscores, _like
+this_. Mid-poem illustrations were moved to follow the related
+poem. Obvious printing errors, such as missing or partially printed
+letters and punctuation, were corrected.
+
+
+
+
+
+                           PORRIDGE POETRY
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration:
+
+                               PORRIDGE
+                                POETRY
+
+                          COOKED, ORNAMENTED
+                              AND SERVED
+                                UP BY
+                             HUGH LOFTING
+
+                             PUBLISHED BY
+                           F. A. STOKES Cᵒ
+                               NEW YORK]
+
+
+
+
+                        _Copyright, 1924, by_
+                     FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY
+
+                        _All rights reserved_
+
+
+              _Printed in the United States of America_
+
+
+
+
+                           PORRIDGE POETRY
+
+
+
+
+                          THE PORRIDGE POET
+
+                Dear Children, I would have you know it:
+                That this is me, the Porridge Poet,
+                My inspiration’s in the ice-box;
+                My rhymes I pick out from the spice-box.
+
+                My verse is very free and easy,
+                Its flavour sometimes slightly cheesy;
+                But that, my friends, is no great crime in
+                The gentle art of kitchen rhymin’.
+
+                I’ve made delicious maccaronics
+                From peelings off spring philharmonics.
+                And as for comic songs or ballads,
+                I turn them out like summer salads.
+
+                ’Tis to the cook-book that I owe it,
+                My reputation as a poet.
+                And if you’ll watch my pot a minute
+                I’ll show you how I mix things in it.
+
+                Now take a pint of vermicelli
+                And pound it to a nice smooth jelly;
+                If necessary use a hammer.
+                Then add a pinch or two of grammar.
+
+                Shake in an ounce of sifted syntax
+                And half a teaspoonful of tin tacks,
+                Then flavour with eggstravaganza,
+                And there you have a lovely stanza!
+
+[Illustration: THE PORRIDGE POET]
+
+
+                            VERA VIRGINIA
+
+            Oh, what a popular person I am!
+            My full name is Vera Virginia Ham.
+            The barn-dance, the two-step, the sausage-roll trot,
+            The pig-jig, the hog-jog, I dance the whole lot.
+
+[Illustration: VERA VIRGINIA]
+
+
+                          THE LOLLIPOPINJAY
+
+                On lollipops I live. I’m gay;
+                I leap and swirl, I spin and sway.
+                Come join me in the dance, I pray!
+                Let’s go!--Slap-bang!--Hip, hip, hooray!
+
+                For I’m the lollipopinjay.
+                I loll by night, I dance all day.
+                I jump, I crouch and pop away
+                Skip! Hop!--Tip-top!--Hip, hip, hooray!
+
+[Illustration: THE LOLLIPOPINJAY]
+
+
+                       LATITUDES AND LONGITUDES
+
+                    ’Twas in the tropic latitudes
+                    That we were talking platitudes,
+                    Just sailor-like chit-chatitudes,
+                      As any ship-mates might.
+
+                    We forgot to take our longitude
+                    (Which was a grievous wrongitude)
+                    So we didn’t reach Hong-kongitude
+                      Till very late that night.
+
+[Illustration: LATITUDES AND LONGITUDES]
+
+
+                      THE FLEDGELING AND THE BUG
+
+                    “Are you the kind of insect, Sir,
+                    “My mother calls digestible?”
+                    Enquired the little fledgeling of
+                    The Sweet Potato Bug.
+
+                    “I’m nothing of the kind, my friend.
+                    “My taste is just detestable--
+                    “And so is yours--Such impudence!”
+                    He answered with a shrug.
+
+[Illustration: THE FLEDGELING AND THE BUG]
+
+
+                                PICNIC
+
+                            Ella, fell a
+                            Maple tree.
+                            Hilda, build a
+                            Fire for me.
+
+                            Teresa, squeeze a
+                            Lemon, so.
+                            Amanda, hand a
+                            Plate to Flo.
+
+                            Nora, pour a
+                            Cup of tea.
+                            Fancy, Nancy,
+                            What a spree!
+
+[Illustration: PICNIC]
+
+
+                        SCALLYWAG AND GOLLYWOG
+
+            Scally Wag and Golly Wog
+            Took their bag aboard a log
+                And started off to cross the ocean blue.
+            They’re still at sea, I have no doubt,
+            For all they do is fight about
+                Which shall be the Captain, which the crew.
+
+[Illustration: SCALLYWAG AND GOLLYWOG]
+
+
+                           THE PALM FAMILY
+
+                    Nearby an African lagoon
+                    Beneath the silent yellow moon
+                    All safe from worries and alarms
+                    There dwelt a family of palms.
+
+                    It was a peaceful life they led
+                    Mr. and Mrs. and little Fred;
+                    And when the wind blew soft and low
+                    They’d whisper tales of long ago.
+
+[Illustration: THE PALM FAMILY]
+
+
+                         THE FOOD-HYMN OF THE
+                             COOK-GOBLINS
+
+                Down where the glow-worms faintly glitter,
+                Down where the fire-flies gleam and flitter,
+                Come listen to the sausage twitter,
+                    Sizz and crackle in the pan!
+                Tripe or truffles, fancy fishes,
+                It doesn’t matter what your wish is;
+                None prepare such luscious dishes
+                    As we, the gay Cook-goblins, can.
+
+[Illustration: THE COOK-GOBLINS]
+
+
+                            SCRUBBY CHUBBY
+
+    Such a scowling and a growling, howling yowling for a toy,
+    You grubby, snubby, tubby, chubby, scrubby little boy!
+
+[Illustration: SCRUBBY CHUBBY]
+
+
+                               OOM-PAH
+
+                Oom-pah, boom-pah, oom-pah boom!
+                Like roses soon our cheeks will bloom.
+                We only ask for elbow-room
+                Oom-pah, boom-pah, oom-pah boom!
+
+[Illustration: OOM-PAH]
+
+
+                             MISTER BEERS
+
+            This is Mister Beers:
+                And for forty-seven years
+            He’s been digging in his garden like a miner.
+                He isn’t planting seeds
+                Nor scratching up the weeds,
+            He’s trying to bore a tunnel down to China.
+
+[Illustration: MISTER BEERS]
+
+
+                    THE PIRATE OF THE KITCHEN SINK
+
+                And who might this be, should you think?
+                Why, the pirate of the kitchen sink!
+                A dish-rag sail, a spoon for oar,
+                Could any captain wish for more?
+
+                Aboard his racing coffee-pot
+                He roams an ocean steaming hot.
+                No cup or saucer stays afloat
+                That dares to bump into his boat.
+
+[Illustration: THE PIRATE OF THE KITCHEN SINK]
+
+
+                          THE MILLINERY BIRD
+
+                A friendly Arctic Puffin asked
+                The Millinery Bird,
+                “Aren’t the styles they’re wearing now
+                “A little bit absurd?”
+
+                “Oh well,” sarcastically said
+                The other with a snigger,
+                “That will depend, my squatty friend,
+                “_Entirely_ on your figure.”
+
+[Illustration: THE MILLINERY BIRD]
+
+
+                      MR. PARRY AND MRS. PRINGLE
+
+                    Said Mrs. Pringle to Mr. Parry,
+                    “Tell me why you never marry?”
+
+                    Said Mr. Parry to Mrs. Pringle,
+                    “Life is so much simpler single.”
+
+[Illustration: MR. PARRY AND MRS. PRINGLE]
+
+
+                              WEI HAI WO
+
+                    A sage there was long, long ago,
+                    A mandarin named Wei Hai Wo,
+                    And at his window all day long
+                    He sat and softly hummed this song
+                      “How silly, Lily, lackaday!
+                        “Deary daisy me!”
+
+                    Said young Sin Ching to Wei Hai Wo,
+                    “Please tell me why you sit there so?
+                    I never chance this way to come
+                    But that I always hear you hum,
+                      “How silly, Lily, lackaday!
+                        “Deary daisy me!”
+
+                    “Well listen, friend,” said Wei Hai Wo,
+                    “I love to watch the passing show,
+                    “I take things easy, good and bad.
+                    “Why should I rush through life like mad?
+                      “How silly, Lily, lackaday!
+                        “Deary, daisy me!”
+
+                    “If others wish to run about
+                    “Then let them. But let me look out.
+                    “I’ve found that peace, my good Sin Ching,
+                    “Is quite the most important thing.
+                    “You see now why I sit and sing,
+                      “How silly, Lily, lackaday!
+                        “Deary, daisy me!”
+
+[Illustration: WEI HAI WO]
+
+
+                         THE VEGETABLE SCHOOL
+
+                    Teaching school is not so easy,
+                    Be it big, or be it small,
+                    With a Spring term class made up of
+                    Vegetable scholars all.
+
+                    Make the turnips turn their toes out.
+                    See the pumpkins punctuate.
+                    Have the parsnips parse correctly.
+                    Let us, Lettuce, start at eight.
+
+                    Lima Bean’s been most provoking.
+                    Send him to the garden bed.
+                    Artful artichoke, I see you
+                    Beating beet upon the head.
+
+                    Spinach, spin your tops outside, please.
+                    Take two sevenths from a whole.
+                    Carrot, carry one and add, dear.
+                    Cauliflower, call the roll.
+
+[Illustration: THE VEGETABLE SCHOOL]
+
+
+                           THE WAFFLE-KITE
+
+            This is the Waffle-Kite
+            And oh, what an awful sight
+            He looks when he digs in the marsh with his beak.
+            Mud pies it’s fun to make
+            To set in the sun to bake
+            When you’ve got the right kind of face, so to speak.
+
+[Illustration: THE WAFFLE-KITE]
+
+
+                           CHRISTMAS DOUGH
+
+                For Christmas Day the Christmas dough
+                Is kneaded high and kneaded low.
+                Punch it thick and thump it thin,
+                Flatten it out with a rolling-pin.
+
+                In the kitchen’s lots of fun
+                When Christmas pie and Christmas bun
+                Are kneaded high and kneaded low
+                From lovely, squodgy, Christmas dough.
+
+[Illustration: CHRISTMAS DOUGH]
+
+
+                         LOOSE IN THE MIDDLE
+
+                Hey diddle, diddle,
+                I’m loose in the middle.
+                Why can’t I get on with myself?
+                It’s not my digestion--
+                That’s out of the question,
+                ’Cause I left it at home on the shelf.
+
+[Illustration: LOOSE IN THE MIDDLE]
+
+
+                            THE BOTTICELLO
+
+                In Florence Signor Quaverello
+                Would play the four-string botticello
+                Every single Sunday night, ’tis said.
+
+                Until his wife upstairs would bellow
+                “You noisy, good-for-nothing fellow!
+                      “Hello!
+                      “Quaverello!
+                “Put that thing away and come to bed!”
+
+[Illustration: THE BOTTICELLO]
+
+
+                          THE TOFFEE ANALYST
+
+                    “Oh, I’m the Toffee Analyst
+                    So learned and sophisticky;
+                    I’m making out a candy list,
+                    It’s going to be statisticky.”
+
+[Illustration: THE TOFFEE ANALYST]
+
+
+                      UP WRIGHT AND DOWN WRIGHT
+
+                Long ago the Brothers Wright
+                  Were men of odd but great renown,
+                As different as day and night,
+                  The neighbors called them Up and Down.
+
+                Now Up Wright was devout and lean,
+                  Proper, virtuous and prim.
+                Whenever he felt low or mean
+                  He merely sighed or sang a hymn.
+
+                A queerer pair was never made;
+                  For Down Wright, short and thick,
+                Who always called a spade a spade,
+                  Loved to argue, fight and kick.
+
+                Yet through the ups and downs of life
+                  Through thick and thin, through good and ill,
+                In spite of all their constant strife
+                  The brothers lived together still.
+
+[Illustration: UP WRIGHT AND DOWN WRIGHT]
+
+
+                 THE LEGEND OF THE SEA-SICK SEA-GULL
+
+        Once there was a herring gull
+        Who found the ocean very dull
+        Said he, “I’m always sea-sick on the silly rolling sea.
+
+        “I’ll go ashore and settle down
+        In some peaceful country town
+        And wear my carpet-slippers when I drink my china tea.”
+
+[Illustration: THE SEA-SICK SEA-GULL]
+
+
+                        JIM NAST OF PAWTUCKET
+
+                Here’s little Jim Nast of Pawtucket
+                Who slid down the stairs in a bucket.
+                He has more understanding
+                Since reaching the landing.
+                Just look at the hole where he struck it!
+
+[Illustration: JIM NAST OF PAWTUCKET]
+
+
+                            CLIPPETY CLOP!
+
+                Clippety, snippety, clippety, clop!
+                A pretty pernickety barber’s shop!
+                Walk up! Walk in and have a shave,
+                A dry shampoo--a marcel wave,
+                Your whiskers trimmed in any style.
+                Come in, sit down and stay a while.
+                Soon the barber chimpanzees
+                Will bow and smile and say, “Next please!
+                “We’re always busy--never stop.
+                “Clippety, snippety, clippety, clop!”
+
+[Illustration: CLIPPETY CLOP!]
+
+
+                       PETROLEUM AND TURPENTINE
+
+                “Oh won’t you be my Valentine
+                “This wintertime, sweet Turpentine?”
+
+                “How can I be, Petroleum?
+                “I’m promised to Linoleum.”
+
+[Illustration: PETROLEUM AND TURPENTINE]
+
+
+                     THE MILK AND HONEY HONEYMOON
+
+                    The Milky Way was made for you,
+                    The Honey-Moon for me.
+                    If we could only mix the two
+                    How happy we should be!
+
+                    With a milk-and-honey honeymoon,
+                    You see, my charming wife,
+                    We’d only need a table-spoon
+                    And we’d be fixed for life.
+
+[Illustration: THE MILK AND HONEY HONEYMOON]
+
+
+                              GIBBERISH
+
+                    Sing a song of gibberish,
+                      For this is rhyming day;
+                    Hasty pudding, stirabout,
+                      A goulash roundelay.
+
+                    Sing a junket rigmarole,
+                      A shindig jamboree,
+                      Catalogues or doggerels,
+                    They’re all the same to me.
+
+[Illustration: GIBBERISH]
+
+
+                          MRS. VAN DER HOOK
+
+                    There was a little lady and
+                      her name was Mrs. Van der Hook.
+                    She lived upon the main street of
+                      the town of Amsterdam.
+                    And when the neighbors told her it
+                      was very rude to stand and look,
+                    All she ever answered was,
+                      “Well that’s the way I am.”
+
+[Illustration: MRS. VAN DER HOOK]
+
+
+                          THE RAT AND GUITAR
+
+                You’ve heard of the Cat and the Fiddle,
+                  Well, I am the Rat and Guitar.
+                    I play by the moon
+                  Such a beautiful toon
+                The Cat goes on sleeping--Ha! Ha!
+
+[Illustration: THE RAT AND THE GUITAR]
+
+
+                         BETWIXT AND BETWEEN
+
+                Betwixt and Between were two betwins,
+                Their father’s name was Twoddle.
+                They’ve been alike as a pair of pins
+                Since they could scarcely toddle.
+
+[Illustration: BETWIXT AND BETWEEN]
+
+
+                         THE KITCHEN KALENDAR
+
+                        Pastry and Bun day
+                        Ought to be Monday.
+                        Then Irish Stews-day
+                        Falls on a Tuesday.
+
+                        Dine-out-with-friends day,
+                        Let’s make that Wednesday.
+                        Next, Apple-pie day
+                        Should always be Friday.
+
+                        Sausage-in-batter day,
+                        Put that down Saturday.
+                        But what about Sunday?
+                        Oh, take a rest one day.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+                         THE HOUSEHOLD DRUDGE
+
+                      The Household Drudge
+                      Was making fudge
+                    In a great big china basin.
+                      Alas! Alack!
+                      She turned her back
+                    And the poodle dipped his face in!
+
+[Illustration: THE HOUSEHOLD DRUDGE]
+
+
+                       GOOD MORNING CORNUCOPIA
+
+          Good morning Cornucopia!
+          Your face looks even soapier
+        Than when I met you walking yesterday.
+
+          I know it, dear Symposium,
+          My complexion got so rosium
+        I covered it with lather and I left it there to stay.
+
+[Illustration: GOOD MORNING CORNUCOPIA]
+
+
+                         GIMCRACK AND GEWGAW
+
+                Gimcrack and Gewgaw
+                Were riding a see-saw
+                And Gewgaw was up in the air.
+                There popped up a rabbit,
+                And Gim ran to grab it.
+                Said Gew, “Oh, that’s not playing fair!”
+
+[Illustration: GIMCRACK AND GEWGAW]
+
+
+                            LULU GUBRIOUS
+
+    Said Auntie Macassar to Miss Lulu Gubrious
+    “Isn’t the weather just simply salubrious?”
+    “Why, no,” answered Lulu, “I think it’s monotonous.
+    “Just think if the rain should have gone and forgotten us!”
+
+[Illustration: LULU GUBRIOUS]
+
+
+
+*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 75663 ***
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+<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 75663 ***</div>
+<div class="chapter">
+<h3>Transcriber’s Note:</h3>
+</div>
+
+<p>Mid-poem illustrations were moved to follow the related
+poem. Obvious printing errors, such as missing or partially printed
+letters and punctuation, were corrected.</p>
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h1>PORRIDGE POETRY</h1>
+<br><br>
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_003.jpg"
+ alt="Title page">
+<p class="center">
+<span class="larger">PORRIDGE<br>
+POETRY</span><br>
+<br>
+<span class="small">COOKED, ORNAMENTED<br>
+AND SERVED<br>
+UP BY</span><br>
+<br>
+<span class="larger">HUGH LOFTING</span><br>
+<br>
+<span class="small">PUBLISHED BY<br>
+F. A. STOKES Cᵒ<br>
+NEW YORK</span></p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center">
+<i>Copyright, 1924, by</i><br>
+<span class="smcap">Frederick A. Stokes Company</span></p>
+<hr class="short">
+<p class="center"><i>All rights reserved</i></p>
+
+<p class="p4 center"><i>Printed in the United States of America</i></p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2>PORRIDGE POETRY</h2>
+<br><br>
+</div>
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE PORRIDGE POET</p>
+</div>
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dear Children, I would have you know it:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That this is me, the Porridge Poet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My inspiration’s in the ice-box;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My rhymes I pick out from the spice-box.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My verse is very free and easy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its flavour sometimes slightly cheesy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But that, my friends, is no great crime in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gentle art of kitchen rhymin’.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ve made delicious maccaronics</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From peelings off spring philharmonics.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And as for comic songs or ballads,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I turn them out like summer salads.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis to the cook-book that I owe it,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My reputation as a poet.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if you’ll watch my pot a minute</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll show you how I mix things in it.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now take a pint of vermicelli</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And pound it to a nice smooth jelly;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If necessary use a hammer.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then add a pinch or two of grammar.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shake in an ounce of sifted syntax</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And half a teaspoonful of tin tacks,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then flavour with eggstravaganza,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there you have a lovely stanza!</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_009.jpg"
+ alt="THE PORRIDGE POET">
+ <p class="caption">THE PORRIDGE POET</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">VERA VIRGINIA</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, what a popular person I am!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My full name is Vera Virginia Ham.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The barn-dance, the two-step, the sausage-roll trot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The pig-jig, the hog-jog, I dance the whole lot.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_013.jpg"
+ alt="VERA VIRGINIA">
+ <p class="caption">VERA VIRGINIA</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE LOLLIPOPINJAY</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On lollipops I live. I’m gay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I leap and swirl, I spin and sway.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come join me in the dance, I pray!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let’s go!—Slap-bang!—Hip, hip, hooray!</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For I’m the lollipopinjay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I loll by night, I dance all day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I jump, I crouch and pop away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Skip! Hop!—Tip-top!—Hip, hip, hooray!</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_015.jpg"
+ alt="THE LOLLIPOPINJAY">
+ <p class="caption">THE LOLLIPOPINJAY</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">LATITUDES AND LONGITUDES</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twas in the tropic latitudes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we were talking platitudes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Just sailor-like chit-chatitudes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As any ship-mates might.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We forgot to take our longitude</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">(Which was a grievous wrongitude)</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So we didn’t reach Hong-kongitude</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till very late that night.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_017.jpg"
+ alt="LATITUDES AND LONGITUDES">
+ <p class="caption">LATITUDES AND LONGITUDES</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE FLEDGELING AND THE BUG</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Are you the kind of insect, Sir,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“My mother calls digestible?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enquired the little fledgeling of</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Sweet Potato Bug.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I’m nothing of the kind, my friend.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“My taste is just detestable—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“And so is yours—Such impudence!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He answered with a shrug.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_019.jpg"
+ alt="THE FLEDGELING">
+ <p class="caption">THE FLEDGELING AND THE BUG</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">PICNIC</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ella, fell a</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Maple tree.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hilda, build a</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fire for me.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teresa, squeeze a</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lemon, so.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amanda, hand a</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Plate to Flo.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nora, pour a</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cup of tea.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fancy, Nancy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What a spree!</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_021.jpg"
+ alt="PICNIC">
+ <p class="caption">PICNIC</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">SCALLYWAG AND GOLLYWOG</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Scally Wag and Golly Wog</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Took their bag aboard a log</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And started off to cross the ocean blue.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They’re still at sea, I have no doubt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For all they do is fight about</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Which shall be the Captain, which the crew.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_025.jpg"
+ alt="SCALLYWAG AND GOLLYWOG">
+ <p class="caption">SCALLYWAG AND GOLLYWOG</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE PALM FAMILY</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nearby an African lagoon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beneath the silent yellow moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All safe from worries and alarms</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There dwelt a family of palms.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">It was a peaceful life they led</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mr. and Mrs. and little Fred;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when the wind blew soft and low</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They’d whisper tales of long ago.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_027.jpg"
+ alt="THE PALM FAMILY">
+ <p class="caption">THE PALM FAMILY</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE FOOD-HYMN OF THE<br>
+COOK-GOBLINS</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down where the glow-worms faintly glitter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down where the fire-flies gleam and flitter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come listen to the sausage twitter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Sizz and crackle in the pan!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tripe or truffles, fancy fishes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It doesn’t matter what your wish is;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">None prepare such luscious dishes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">As we, the gay Cook-goblins, can.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_029.jpg"
+ alt="THE COOK-GOBLINS">
+ <p class="caption">THE COOK-GOBLINS</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">SCRUBBY CHUBBY</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such a scowling and a growling, howling yowling for a toy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You grubby, snubby, tubby, chubby, scrubby little boy!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_031.jpg"
+ alt="SCRUBBY CHUBBY">
+ <p class="caption">SCRUBBY CHUBBY</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">OOM-PAH</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oom-pah, boom-pah, oom-pah boom!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like roses soon our cheeks will bloom.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We only ask for elbow-room</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oom-pah, boom-pah, oom-pah boom!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_033.jpg"
+ alt="OOM-PAH">
+ <p class="caption">OOM-PAH</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">MISTER BEERS</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">This is Mister Beers:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And for forty-seven years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’s been digging in his garden like a miner.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">He isn’t planting seeds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Nor scratching up the weeds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’s trying to bore a tunnel down to China.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_035.jpg"
+ alt="MISTER BEERS">
+ <p class="caption">MISTER BEERS</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE PIRATE OF THE KITCHEN SINK</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And who might this be, should you think?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why, the pirate of the kitchen sink!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A dish-rag sail, a spoon for oar,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Could any captain wish for more?</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aboard his racing coffee-pot</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He roams an ocean steaming hot.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No cup or saucer stays afloat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That dares to bump into his boat.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_037.jpg"
+ alt="KITCHEN SINK">
+ <p class="caption">THE PIRATE OF THE KITCHEN SINK</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE MILLINERY BIRD</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A friendly Arctic Puffin asked</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Millinery Bird,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Aren’t the styles they’re wearing now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“A little bit absurd?”</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Oh well,” sarcastically said</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The other with a snigger,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“That will depend, my squatty friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“<em>Entirely</em> on your figure.”</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_039.jpg"
+ alt="THE MILLINERY BIRD">
+ <p class="caption">THE MILLINERY BIRD</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">MR. PARRY AND MRS. PRINGLE</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Said Mrs. Pringle to Mr. Parry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Tell me why you never marry?”</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Said Mr. Parry to Mrs. Pringle,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Life is so much simpler single.”</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_041.jpg"
+ alt="PARRY AND PRINGLE">
+ <p class="caption">MR. PARRY AND MRS. PRINGLE</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">WEI HAI WO</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A sage there was long, long ago,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A mandarin named Wei Hai Wo,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And at his window all day long</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He sat and softly hummed this song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“How silly, Lily, lackaday!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“Deary daisy me!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Said young Sin Ching to Wei Hai Wo,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Please tell me why you sit there so?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I never chance this way to come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But that I always hear you hum,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“How silly, Lily, lackaday!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“Deary daisy me!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Well listen, friend,” said Wei Hai Wo,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I love to watch the passing show,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I take things easy, good and bad.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Why should I rush through life like mad?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“How silly, Lily, lackaday!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“Deary, daisy me!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“If others wish to run about</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Then let them. But let me look out.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I’ve found that peace, my good Sin Ching,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Is quite the most important thing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“You see now why I sit and sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“How silly, Lily, lackaday!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“Deary, daisy me!”</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_045.jpg"
+ alt="WEI HAI WO">
+ <p class="caption">WEI HAI WO</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE VEGETABLE SCHOOL</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teaching school is not so easy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be it big, or be it small,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With a Spring term class made up of</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Vegetable scholars all.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make the turnips turn their toes out.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See the pumpkins punctuate.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have the parsnips parse correctly.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us, Lettuce, start at eight.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lima Bean’s been most provoking.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Send him to the garden bed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Artful artichoke, I see you</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beating beet upon the head.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spinach, spin your tops outside, please.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take two sevenths from a whole.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Carrot, carry one and add, dear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cauliflower, call the roll.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_049.jpg"
+ alt="THE VEGETABLE SCHOOL">
+ <p class="caption">THE VEGETABLE SCHOOL</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE WAFFLE-KITE</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">This is the Waffle-Kite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And oh, what an awful sight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He looks when he digs in the marsh with his beak.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mud pies it’s fun to make</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To set in the sun to bake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When you’ve got the right kind of face, so to speak.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_053.jpg"
+ alt="THE WAFFLE-KITE">
+ <p class="caption">THE WAFFLE-KITE</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">CHRISTMAS DOUGH</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Christmas Day the Christmas dough</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is kneaded high and kneaded low.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Punch it thick and thump it thin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flatten it out with a rolling-pin.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the kitchen’s lots of fun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Christmas pie and Christmas bun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are kneaded high and kneaded low</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From lovely, squodgy, Christmas dough.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_055.jpg"
+ alt="CHRISTMAS DOUGH">
+ <p class="caption">CHRISTMAS DOUGH</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">LOOSE IN THE MIDDLE</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hey diddle, diddle,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’m loose in the middle.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why can’t I get on with myself?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It’s not my digestion—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That’s out of the question,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Cause I left it at home on the shelf.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_057.jpg"
+ alt="LOOSE IN THE MIDDLE">
+ <p class="caption">LOOSE IN THE MIDDLE</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE BOTTICELLO</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Florence Signor Quaverello</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would play the four-string botticello</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every single Sunday night, ’tis said.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until his wife upstairs would bellow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“You noisy, good-for-nothing fellow!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">“Hello!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">“Quaverello!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Put that thing away and come to bed!”</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_059.jpg"
+ alt="THE BOTTICELLO">
+ <p class="caption">THE BOTTICELLO</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE TOFFEE ANALYST</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Oh, I’m the Toffee Analyst</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So learned and sophisticky;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’m making out a candy list,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It’s going to be statisticky.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_061.jpg"
+ alt="THE TOFFEE ANALYST">
+ <p class="caption">THE TOFFEE ANALYST</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">UP WRIGHT AND DOWN WRIGHT</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Long ago the Brothers Wright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Were men of odd but great renown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As different as day and night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The neighbors called them Up and Down.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now Up Wright was devout and lean,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Proper, virtuous and prim.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whenever he felt low or mean</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He merely sighed or sang a hymn.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A queerer pair was never made;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Down Wright, short and thick,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who always called a spade a spade,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Loved to argue, fight and kick.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet through the ups and downs of life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through thick and thin, through good and ill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In spite of all their constant strife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The brothers lived together still.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_063.jpg"
+ alt="UP WRIGHT DOWN WRIGHT">
+ <p class="caption">UP WRIGHT AND DOWN WRIGHT</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE LEGEND OF THE SEA-SICK SEA-GULL</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once there was a herring gull</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who found the ocean very dull</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Said he, “I’m always sea-sick on the silly rolling sea.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I’ll go ashore and settle down</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In some peaceful country town</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wear my carpet-slippers when I drink my china tea.”</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_067.jpg"
+ alt="SEA-GULL">
+ <p class="caption">THE SEA-SICK SEA-GULL</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">JIM NAST OF PAWTUCKET</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here’s little Jim Nast of Pawtucket</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who slid down the stairs in a bucket.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He has more understanding</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since reaching the landing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Just look at the hole where he struck it!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_069.jpg"
+ alt="JIM NAST OF PAWTUCKET">
+ <p class="caption">JIM NAST OF PAWTUCKET</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">CLIPPETY CLOP!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clippety, snippety, clippety, clop!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A pretty pernickety barber’s shop!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Walk up! Walk in and have a shave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A dry shampoo—a marcel wave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your whiskers trimmed in any style.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come in, sit down and stay a while.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon the barber chimpanzees</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will bow and smile and say, “Next please!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“We’re always busy—never stop.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Clippety, snippety, clippety, clop!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_071.jpg"
+ alt="CLIPPETY CLOP">
+ <p class="caption">CLIPPETY CLOP!</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">PETROLEUM AND TURPENTINE</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Oh won’t you be my Valentine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“This wintertime, sweet Turpentine?”</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“How can I be, Petroleum?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I’m promised to Linoleum.”</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_073.jpg"
+ alt="PETROLEUM AND TURPENTINE">
+ <p class="caption">PETROLEUM AND TURPENTINE</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE MILK AND HONEY HONEYMOON</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Milky Way was made for you,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Honey-Moon for me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If we could only mix the two</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How happy we should be!</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With a milk-and-honey honeymoon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You see, my charming wife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We’d only need a table-spoon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we’d be fixed for life.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_075.jpg"
+ alt="THE MILK AND HONEY HONEYMOON">
+ <p class="caption">THE MILK AND HONEY HONEYMOON</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">GIBBERISH</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sing a song of gibberish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For this is rhyming day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hasty pudding, stirabout,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A goulash roundelay.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sing a junket rigmarole,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A shindig jamboree,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Catalogues or doggerels,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They’re all the same to me.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_077.jpg"
+ alt="GIBBERISH">
+ <p class="caption">GIBBERISH</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">MRS. VAN DER HOOK</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+  <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There was a little lady and</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">her name was Mrs. Van der Hook.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She lived upon the main street of</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">the town of Amsterdam.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when the neighbors told her it</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">was very rude to stand and look,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All she ever answered was,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Well that’s the way I am.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_079.jpg"
+ alt="MRS. VAN DER HOOK">
+ <p class="caption">MRS. VAN DER HOOK</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE RAT AND GUITAR</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+  <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">You’ve heard of the Cat and the Fiddle,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Well, I am the Rat and Guitar.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">I play by the moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Such a beautiful toon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Cat goes on sleeping—Ha! Ha!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_081.jpg"
+ alt="THE RAT AND THE GUITAR">
+ <p class="caption">THE RAT AND THE GUITAR</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">BETWIXT AND BETWEEN</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+  <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Betwixt and Between were two betwins,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their father’s name was Twoddle.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They’ve been alike as a pair of pins</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since they could scarcely toddle.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_083.jpg"
+ alt="BETWIXT AND BETWEEN">
+ <p class="caption">BETWIXT AND BETWEEN</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE KITCHEN KALENDAR</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pastry and Bun day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ought to be Monday.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then Irish Stews-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Falls on a Tuesday.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dine-out-with-friends day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let’s make that Wednesday.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Next, Apple-pie day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Should always be Friday.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0"></div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sausage-in-batter day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Put that down Saturday.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But what about Sunday?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, take a rest one day.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_085.jpg"
+ alt="Kitchen scene">
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">THE HOUSEHOLD DRUDGE</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+  <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Household Drudge</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Was making fudge</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a great big china basin.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Alas! Alack!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">She turned her back</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the poodle dipped his face in!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_089.jpg"
+ alt="THE HOUSEHOLD DRUDGE">
+ <p class="caption">THE HOUSEHOLD DRUDGE</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">GOOD MORNING CORNUCOPIA</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+ <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent2">Good morning Cornucopia!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Your face looks even soapier</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than when I met you walking yesterday.</div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent2">I know it, dear Symposium,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My complexion got so rosium</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I covered it with lather and I left it there to stay.</div>
+  </div>
+ </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_091.jpg"
+ alt="GOOD MORNING CORNUCOPIA">
+ <p class="caption">GOOD MORNING CORNUCOPIA</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</span></p>
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">GIMCRACK AND GEWGAW</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+  <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gimcrack and Gewgaw</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were riding a see-saw</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Gewgaw was up in the air.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There popped up a rabbit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Gim ran to grab it.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Said Gew, “Oh, that’s not playing fair!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter"> 
+ <img src="images/i_093.jpg"
+ alt="GIMCRACK AND GEWGAW">
+ <p class="caption">GIMCRACK AND GEWGAW</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</span></p>
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center larger">LULU GUBRIOUS</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+  <div class="poetry">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Said Auntie Macassar to Miss Lulu Gubrious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Isn’t the weather just simply salubrious?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Why, no,” answered Lulu, “I think it’s monotonous.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Just think if the rain should have gone and forgotten us!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter">
+ <img src="images/i_095.jpg"
+ alt="LULU GUBRIOUS">
+ <p class="caption">LULU GUBRIOUS</p>
+</div><!--end figcenter-->
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div style='text-align:center'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 75663 ***</div>
+</body>
+</html>
+
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