A LITTLE PHILOSOPHER

New Zealand Tablet, 23 August 1906, Page 37

A LITTLE PHILOSOPHER

A little philosopher sat on a step, And a deep, long sigh breathed he Over the ways of grown-up folks — Their inconsistency. At night, when the sun has dropped over the hill, And the lamps are all lighted instead, They say so impressively, ' Now it is time For small boys to be safe in bed.' And yet when you tumble and hurt you so much, They seem so astonished, fhey do, If you whimper. They say, 'Come, you shouldn't cry,. A grown-up and big boy like you !" It's queer they never can think you are laige, At night when the dark's in the sky ; It's queer they never will think you are small, When, they Know you are going to cry.