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A Child's Own Book of Verse, Book One by  Ada M. Skinner and Frances Gillespy Wickes





The ground was all covered with snow one day,

And two little sisters were busy at play

When a snow bird was sitting close by on a tree,

And merrily singing his chick-a-de-dee,

Chick-a-de-dee, chick-a-de-dee,

And merrily singing his chick-a-de-dee.

He had not been singing his tune very long

Ere Emily heard him, so loud was his song;

"Oh, sister, look out of the window," said she.

"Here's a dear little bird singing chick-a-de-dee,

Chick-a-de-dee, chick-a-de-dee,

Here's a dear little bird singing chick-a-de-dee.

"Oh, mother, do get him some stockings and shoes,

And a nice little frock, and a hat if he choose,

I wish he'd come into the parlor and see

How warm we would make him, poor chick-a-de-dee.

Chick-a-de-dee, chick-a-de-dee.

How warm we would make him, poor chick-a-de-dee."

"There is One, my dear child, though I cannot tell who,

Has clothed me already, and warm enough, too;

Good-morning! Oh, who are as happy as we?"

And away he went singing his chick-a-de-dee;

Chick-a-de-dee, chick-a-de-dee;

And away he went singing his chick-a-de-dee.


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