OUR OWN VERSEMAKERS.
•Into mothers's room I creep, When all the rest are fast asleep. On the table by her bed, Quite near to her silver head, 1 lay the presents, one by one, 'From father, sister, daughter, son. •• ' " ■ MAY NICHOLLS. l^eatherstoi). • . (It's a neat .vcrsemaluug.... . was it truly so, May? It's fun to be up and about such things so early in the morning, isn't it 9 You've managed the rhythm and' 'the' 'rhymes are right, so we'll be wanting more verseniakings from you just as soon as they happen— Fairiel.) ■■■■;■■■■.
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Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 85, 13 April 1929, Page 19
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92OUR OWN VERSEMAKERS. Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 85, 13 April 1929, Page 19
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