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Little Alabama Coon I ’s a little Alabama Coon, And I has n’t been born very long; I ’member seein’ a great big round moon; I ’member hearin’ one sweet song. When dey tote me down to de cotton field, Dar I roll and I tumble in de sun; While my daddy pick de... Poet: Hattie Starr	A Little Dutch Garden I passed by a garden, a little Dutch garden, Where useful and pretty things grew,— Heart’s-ease and tomatoes, and pinks and potatoes, And lilies and onions and rue. I saw in that garden, that little Dutch garden, A chubby Dutch man with a spade,... Poet: Hattie Whitney	The Little Elf I met a little Elf-man, once, Down where the lilies blow. I asked him why he was so small And why he didn’t grow. He slightly frowned, and with his eye He looked me through and through. “I ’m quite as big for me,” said he, “As you... Poet: John Kendrick Bangs	A Little Parable I Made the cross myself whose weight Was later laid on me. This thought is torture as I toil Up life’s steep Calvary. To think mine own hands drove the nails! I sang a merry song, And chose the heaviest wood I had To build it firm... Poet: Anne Reeve Aldrich
The Little Nipper an' 'is Ma “yer know me little nipper,” Said ’Energy ’Awkins, M. P. “Well, ’e ’s a little champion, An’ tikes on arfter me. Larst Sunday me an’ the missus Went out fer a little walk— I should say the nipper took us, Yer should o’ ’eard ’im tork! ... Poet: George Fauvel Gouraud	Little Theocritus Ye white Sicilian goats, who wander all About the slopes of this wild mountain pass, Take heed your horny footsteps do not fall Upon the baby dreamer in the grass. Let him lie there, half waking, and rejoice In the safe shelter of his resting-place... Poet: Caroline Wilder (Fellowes) Paradise	Little Feet Two little feet, so small that both may nestle In one caressing hand,— Two tender feet upon the untried border Of life’s mysterious land. Dimpled, and soft, and pink as peach-tree blossoms, In April’s fragrant days, ... Poet: Elizabeth Akers Allen	“My little Girl” My little girl is nested Within her tiny bed, With amber ringlets crested Around her dainty head; She lies so calm and stilly, She breathes so soft and low, She calls to mind a lily Half-hidden in the snow. A weary little... Poet: Samuel Minturn Peck
Little Goldenhair Goldenhair climbed up on grandpapa’s knee; Dear little Goldenhair! tired was she, All the day busy as busy could be. Up in the morning as soon as ’t was light, Out with the birds and butterflies bright, Skipping about till the coming of night. ... Poet: Mrs. F. Burge Smith	“What does little birdie say?” From “Sea Dreams” WHAT does little birdie say In her nest at peep of day? Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then... Poet: Alfred, Lord Tennyson