When Bedtime Comes.
BY MARGARET E. SANGSTER
When bedtime comes, the stupid child Is cross and tries to run away; As If the long, long day were not Enough for little people's play'. When bedtime comes, the clever child Gives every one a happy’ kiss; And off to dreamland hurries, lest Some flying merry dream he miss When bedtime comes in our town. You cannot And a curly head. Or good, or bad, or In between. That Isn’t safely tucked in bed.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXVII, Issue XXII, 30 November 1901, Page 1059
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82When Bedtime Comes. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXVII, Issue XXII, 30 November 1901, Page 1059
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