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Title: A Dream Lesson
Author: Carolyn Wells [More Titles by Wells]
Once there was a little boy who wouldn't go to bed,
When they hinted at the subject he would only shake his head,
When they asked him his intentions, he informed them pretty straight
That he wouldn't go to bed at all, and Nursey needn't wait.
As their arguments grew stronger, and their attitude more strict,
I grieve to say that naughty boy just yelled and screamed and kicked.
And he made up awful faces, and he told them up and down
That he wouldn't go to bed for all the nurses in the town.
Then Nursey lost her patience, and although it wasn't right,
Retorted that for all she cared he might sit up all night.
He approved of this arrangement, and he danced a jig for joy,
And turned a somersault with glee; he _was_ a naughty boy.
And so they all went off to bed and left him sitting there,
Right in the corner by the fire in Grandpa's big armchair.
He read his books and played his games,--he even sang a song
And thought how lovely it would be to sit up all night long.
But soon his games grew stupid, and his puzzles wouldn't work;
He drew himself up stiffly with a sudden little jerk,
And he said, "I am not sleepy, and I love to play alone--
And--I--think--" the rest was mumbled in a drowsy monotone.
He leaned back on the cushions like that night he had the croup;
His head began to wobble and his eyes began to droop;
He closed them for a minute, just to see how it would seem,
And straightway he was sound asleep, and dreamed this awful dream!
He thought he saw a garden filled with flowers and roses gay,
A great big gardener with a hoe came walking down his way;
"Ah, ha!" exclaimed the gardener, as he clutched him by the head,
"Here's a fine specimen I've found; I'll plant him in this bed!"
He held the boy in one big hand, unheeding how he cried,
And with the other dug a hole enormous, deep, and wide.
He jammed the little fellow in, and said in gruffest tone,
"This is the bed for naughty boys who won't go to their own."
And then the dirt was shovelled in,--it covered up his toes,
His ankles, knees, and waist and arms, and higher yet it rose.
For still the gardener shovelled on, not noticing his cries;
It came up to his chin and mouth--it almost reached his eyes;
Just then he gathered all his strength and gave an awful scream,
And woke himself, and put an end to that terrific dream.
And he said, as Nursey tucked him up and bade him snugly rest,
"When I am planted in a bed, I like my own the best."
Title: A Dream Lesson
Author: Carolyn Wells [More Titles by Wells]
Once there was a little boy who wouldn't go to bed,
When they hinted at the subject he would only shake his head,
When they asked him his intentions, he informed them pretty straight
That he wouldn't go to bed at all, and Nursey needn't wait.
As their arguments grew stronger, and their attitude more strict,
I grieve to say that naughty boy just yelled and screamed and kicked.
And he made up awful faces, and he told them up and down
That he wouldn't go to bed for all the nurses in the town.
Then Nursey lost her patience, and although it wasn't right,
Retorted that for all she cared he might sit up all night.
He approved of this arrangement, and he danced a jig for joy,
And turned a somersault with glee; he _was_ a naughty boy.
And so they all went off to bed and left him sitting there,
Right in the corner by the fire in Grandpa's big armchair.
He read his books and played his games,--he even sang a song
And thought how lovely it would be to sit up all night long.
But soon his games grew stupid, and his puzzles wouldn't work;
He drew himself up stiffly with a sudden little jerk,
And he said, "I am not sleepy, and I love to play alone--
And--I--think--" the rest was mumbled in a drowsy monotone.
He leaned back on the cushions like that night he had the croup;
His head began to wobble and his eyes began to droop;
He closed them for a minute, just to see how it would seem,
And straightway he was sound asleep, and dreamed this awful dream!
He thought he saw a garden filled with flowers and roses gay,
A great big gardener with a hoe came walking down his way;
"Ah, ha!" exclaimed the gardener, as he clutched him by the head,
"Here's a fine specimen I've found; I'll plant him in this bed!"
He held the boy in one big hand, unheeding how he cried,
And with the other dug a hole enormous, deep, and wide.
He jammed the little fellow in, and said in gruffest tone,
"This is the bed for naughty boys who won't go to their own."
And then the dirt was shovelled in,--it covered up his toes,
His ankles, knees, and waist and arms, and higher yet it rose.
For still the gardener shovelled on, not noticing his cries;
It came up to his chin and mouth--it almost reached his eyes;
Just then he gathered all his strength and gave an awful scream,
And woke himself, and put an end to that terrific dream.
And he said, as Nursey tucked him up and bade him snugly rest,
"When I am planted in a bed, I like my own the best."
SouthOfHeaven
Dexxx's Wet Dream
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Please see the communication below if you are interested in participating with Carmen team’s potluck on Monday Dec. 14th.
Please see the communication below if you are interested in participating with Carmen team’s potluck on Monday Dec. 14th.
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"This egg smells musty, like rotting leaves."
"Aw, it's a cute baby dragon. It likes hiding under dead leaves and attacking your ankles when you pass by."
"And look, it's grown wings and spines! It must be close to maturing."
"Olive dragons are a small, forest dwelling species, rarely growing much larger than the average sheep. When alarmed, they can erect a long row of venomous spines on their back, serving to warn any potential predators that Olives are not a good choice for a meal. While not strong enough to kill anything larger than a small deer, their venom causes an extremely painful reaction and necrosis at the bite site, sometimes causing the flesh to rot and limbs to fall off."
"This egg smells musty, like rotting leaves."
"Aw, it's a cute baby dragon. It likes hiding under dead leaves and attacking your ankles when you pass by."
"And look, it's grown wings and spines! It must be close to maturing."
"Olive dragons are a small, forest dwelling species, rarely growing much larger than the average sheep. When alarmed, they can erect a long row of venomous spines on their back, serving to warn any potential predators that Olives are not a good choice for a meal. While not strong enough to kill anything larger than a small deer, their venom causes an extremely painful reaction and necrosis at the bite site, sometimes causing the flesh to rot and limbs to fall off."
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YouTube - Rant #208 - You Brits Sure Like to Boil Things
edit: thats honestly the last thing i ctrl+c'd LOL
YouTube - Rant #208 - You Brits Sure Like to Boil Things
edit: thats honestly the last thing i ctrl+c'd LOL
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That contrasts the view proposed in the text, where foreign investements are regarded as positive factors for economic growth.
That contrasts the view proposed in the text, where foreign investements are regarded as positive factors for economic growth.
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