“DON’T WHISPER THE TALE ABOUT”
“Blow out the light,” they said, they said; She’d got to the very last page. "Blow out the light!” They said, they said, "It’s dreadfully wicked to i. ; ! in bed.” Her eyes grew black, And her face grew red, And she blew in a terrible rage. She put out the moon, She did, she did, So frightfully hard she blew. She put out the moon, She did, she did. Over the sky the darkness slid. The stars all scuttled away and hid— A very wise thing to do. But please don’t whisper the tale about; She’d get into trouble, she would. Please don’t whisper the tale about, If anyone else should ever find out, She’d get into trouble. Without a doubt, And now she’s ever so good.
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 80, Issue 300, 18 December 1937, Page 12
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