Читать книгу The Nursery, August 1873, Vol. XIV. No. 2 - Various - Страница 2

The girls may have their dollies,

Made of china or of wax:

I prefer a little hammer,

And a paper full of tacks.

There's such comfort in a chisel!

And such music in a file!

I wish that little pocket-saws

Would get to be the style!

My kite may fly up in the tree;

My sled be stuck in mud;

And all my hopes of digging wells

Be nipped off in the bud:

But with a little box of nails,

A gimlet and a screw,

I'm happier than any king:

I've work enough to do.