He falls asleep exactly when
It's time to have his bottle. Then,
The moment that the sprout's been fed
And I have tucked him back in bed,
His eyes grow big as silver dollars,
And how the little demon hollers!
So loud he hollers, and so long,
You'd think that I had done him wrong.
So long he hollers, and so loud,
He'd keep a fire department cowed.
Nor does he close his little trap,
Or even contemplate a nap,
Until it's bottle time, and then
He promptly falls asleep again.
MARGARET FISHBACK.
It's time to have his bottle. Then,
The moment that the sprout's been fed
And I have tucked him back in bed,
His eyes grow big as silver dollars,
And how the little demon hollers!
So loud he hollers, and so long,
You'd think that I had done him wrong.
So long he hollers, and so loud,
He'd keep a fire department cowed.
Nor does he close his little trap,
Or even contemplate a nap,
Until it's bottle time, and then
He promptly falls asleep again.
MARGARET FISHBACK.
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