Sunday, September 13, 2015

The “I Don’t Want To” Land



A little girl was out of sorts,
     And so one day she planned
To leave mamma and go into
     The “I-don’t-want-to” land.
She thought ‘twould be so easy there
     To live with naught to do;
She would not have to mind at all
     You see, the whole day through.

And so she went, and for a while
     ‘Twas bright and happy there;
But by and by the lights went out,
     And chill was in the air.
And horrid noises smote her ears,
     And it began to rain;
She fled from “I-don’t want-to” land,
     And came back home again.



Sept. 13, 1900



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