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Eugene Field


INTRY-MINTRY By Eugene Field   WILLIE and Bess, Georgie and May,— Once as these children were hard at play, An old man, hoary and tottering, came And watched them playing their pretty game. He seemed to wonder, while standing there, What the meaning thereof could be. Aha, but the old man yearned to share Of … Continue reading

Eugene Field


FIDDLE-DEE-DEE By Eugene Field   There once was a bird that lived up in a tree, And all he could whistle was “Fiddle-dee-dee”— A very provoking, unmusical song For one to be whistling the summer day long! Yet always contented and busy was he With that vocal recurrence of “Fiddle-dee-dee.”   Hard by lived a … Continue reading