LEARNING MUSIC
Many tunes I can play As I learn them each Friday, Now here’s a sharp and there's a flat.
And I play them just like that. And here comes a natural (I have to balance on my stool), And there I sit As I play each bit, And I while the minutes away. Playing, playing, day by day. —BETTY FORRESTER, A.B. * (aged 11), ‘ Karaka, Hawarden.
Teacher: What did the prince do to wake the Sleeping Beauty, Mary? Mary: I don’t know. Teacher: Now, what does your mother give you in the morning when you wake up? Mary: A spoonful of codliver oil. Why is snow like a tree? Because it leaves in spring? —’MATE FANTAIL.
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Press, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22419, 4 June 1938, Page 3 (Supplement)
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