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The Lizard
HIS schoolmates call him Liz, for short,
And he a sturdy lad!
It's quite enough to make him snort,
Or any fellow mad!
The Two Somebodies
SOMEBODY once was so rough and rude
Nurse could not comb his hair,
And at the table he messed his food,
Said that he did not care.
Goodness was silly, and so he meant
Just to be bad instead.
Then it was somebody else who sent
Somebody off to bed.
Up in the dark it was very sad,
Somebody ought to know;
Down in the light it was quite as bad,—
Time never moved more slow.
Somebody waited until it seemed
More than a boy could bear,
When through the stillness he heard—or dreamed—
Somebody on the stair.
Oh but the world it was gay! Dispelled
Now were those old alarms.
Such a glad somebody safely held
Somebody in her arms.
Then—it's the funniest thing to tell—
Though they were both dry-eyed
When they were sorrowful, it befell
When they were glad they cried.
And if we ever should find those two
I wonder if it could be
That one of those somebodies would be you,
And one of them would be me?
