Bedtime Poem
(Sent, in by Flora Antunovich, Ruakaka. Age 11.) The butterfly drowsy. Has folded its wings; The bees are returning, No more the birds sing; Their labour is over, their nestlings arc done. It’s time little people were going to bed. —Copied.
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Northern Advocate, 16 September 1941, Page 2
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43Bedtime Poem Northern Advocate, 16 September 1941, Page 2
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