The Wrong Start
By Marchette Chute
I got up this morning and meant to be good,
But things didn't happen the way that they should.
I lost my toothbrush,
I slammed the door,
I dropped an egg on the kitchen floor,
I spilled some sugar
and after that I tried to hurry
and tripped on the cat.
Things may get better. I don't know when.
I think I'll go back and start over again.
SLEEPY TOWN
By Marjory Royce
Sleepy Town is very nice,
At breakfast you have strawberry ice,
For dinner there is Apple Foam,
A thing you never get at home.
And all the meals are served by cats
Wearing little sailor hats.
You must try with might and main
To catch that very special train,
The engine driver is a Hare,
The railway guard is a baby Bear.
Shut your eyes and you'll be there!
Stories
By John D. Sheridan
Last thing at night,
Before we go to bed,
Mum tells stories
Out of her head.
We all sit quiet,
We don’t make a sound –
Some on chairs
And some on the ground;
Keeping very still
And with no wish to play,
For this is the happiest
Hour of the day;
When we gather round the fire,
Before we go to bed,
And Mum tells stories
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