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23457	Anonymous	The Keepsake or, Poems and Pictures for Childhood and Youth			.txt	text/plain	4339	492	99	_Edward thought he knew better than his Mamma_ 5 George their breakfast shall prepare. "My dear mamma, I love you, pray "Come," the venturous Edward cries, Little thick shoes or thin shoes, which shall be mine? Then come, little black shoes, 'tis now winter weather, You shall wait in my draw'r till the dirt's gone away; In gay profusion they shall spread And when joyous May shall come, And your mother shall give you a long holiday. In her plaid, in her plaid, Scotia's daughter shall come, "As you doubt poor Jem's powers," her mother replied, And quickly come to me, my love." Each shall join to help the others, Whilst little Edward's cheerful smile, "Come hither, George," young Edmund cried, "O look!" the little Fanny cried, "Oh look, mamma, what lovely flowers! "My dear," cried his mother to William one day, Cried his mother; "my love, lead the way."	./cache/23457.txt	./txt/23457.txt