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large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_02_64kb
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And it is, oh, such fun I am sure that we shall rue The time when we are both too old to play the game "Booh!" AND IT IS OH SUCH FUN AY AND SURE THAT WE SHALL RUE THE TIME WHEN WE ARE BOTH TOO OLD TO PLAY THE GAME BOO
With poppies that hang from her head to her feet, Comes stealing; comes creeping. "BOOH!" On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap, And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap, In some such wise my handkerchief I hold before my face, And cautiously and quietly I move about the place; Then, with a cry, I suddenly expose my face to view, And you should hear him laugh and crow when I say "Booh"! Sometimes the rascal tries to make believe that he is scared, And really, when I first began, he stared, and stared, and stared; And then his under lip came out and farther out it came, Till mamma and the nurse agreed it was a "cruel shame"-- But now what does that same wee, toddling, lisping baby do But laugh and kick his little heels when I say "Booh!" He laughs and kicks his little heels in rapturous glee, and then In shrill, despotic treble bids me "do it all aden!" And I--of course I do it; for, as his progenitor, It is such pretty, pleasant play as this that I am for! R TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT L I B R I RIO X DATAWORGI RECORDING BY SQUIDVANGELOKHOVA LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD BY EUGENE FIELD BOO ON AFTERNOONS WHEN BABY BOY HAS HAD A SPLENDID NAP AND SITS LIKE ANY MONARCH ON HIS THRONE IN NURSE'S LAP IN SOME SUCH WISE MY HANDKERCHIEF I HOLD BEFORE MY FACE AND CAUTIOUSLY AND QUIETLY I MOVE ABOUT THE PLACE THEN WITH A CRY I SUDDENLY EXPOSE MY FACE TO VIEW AND YOU SHOULD HEAR HIM LAUGH AND CROW WHEN I SAY BOO SOMETIMES THE RASCAL TRIES TO MAKE BELIEVE THAT HE IS SCARED AND REALLY WHEN I FIRST BEGAN HE STARED AND STARED AND STARED AND THEN HIS UNDER LIP CAME OUT AND FARTHER OUT IT CAME TILL MAMMA AND THE NURSE AGREED IT WAS A CRUEL SHAME BUT NOW WHAT DOES THAT SAME WEE TODDLING LISPING BABY DO BUT LAUGH AND KICK HIS LITTLE HEELS WHEN I SAY BOO HE LAUGHS AND KICKS HIS LITTLE HEELS IN RAPTUROUS GLEE AND THEN IN SHRILL DESPOTTED TROUBLE BIDS ME DO IT ALL AGAIN AND I OF COURSE I DO IT FOR AS HIS PROGENITOR IT IS SUCH PRETTY PLEASANT PLAY AS THIS THAT I AM FOR
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