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Johnny Crow's Party

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Johnny Crow’s Party By L. Leslie Brooke Johnny Crow Plied Rake and Row And improved his little Garden. And the Eagle Looked quite regal In Johnny Crow's Garden And the Cockatoo Said "Comment vous portez vous?" But the Gander Didn't understand her; Yet the Flamingo Spoke the same lingo In Johnny Crow's Garden. Mr.

The Circus Procession

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Circus Procession Open the gates, and draw the curtain, Here comes something fine, that’s certain; Louder the band begins to play, Open the gates, and clear the way! Enters a Queen with a King beside her; Every horse is proud of his rider; Two by two they march to the tune, And hear the procession that will follow soon. Men in livery, in their places, Make peppy steeds keep their paces, Soothing down their wildest fears At the rising shouts and cheers Jocko, in these sports a sharer, Acts the part of a standard-bearer, While behind him soldiers say Bugle notes of victor

Willie Mouse

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Willie Mouse Willie Mouse had often heard his Ma and Pa say that the moon was made of green cheese, and one evening he thought he would see if he could find it. He packed up a piece of cheese and a crust of bread, and, taking his lantern, set out on his travels. He had not gone far when he met his friend, Mr. Woodmouse, who asked him where he was going. “Oh!” said Willie, “I'm going to find the moon; it's made of green cheese, you know.” “I don't believe it's made of green cheese at all,” said Mr.

The Tale of Tom Kitten

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THE TALE OF TOM KITTEN BY BEATRIX POTTER Once upon a time there were three little kittens, and their names were Mittens, Tom Kitten, and Moppet. They had dear little fur coats of their own; and they tumbled about the doorstep and played in the dust. But one day their mother—Mrs.

Chicken Little

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The Story you will be listening to today is Chicken-Little and is being read to you by Christina. One day Chicken-Little had gone to sleep under a rose-bush, and a cow reached over the fence and bit off the top of the rose-bush. The noise woke up Chicken-little, and just as she woke a rose-leaf fell on her tail. “Squawk! Squawk!” cried Chicken-little, “the sky is falling!”; and away she ran as fast as her legs would carry her.