LITTLE JOAN NEEPING
There was a small girl And her name was Joan Keeping She had a bad habit Of spying and peeping Into closets and cupboards, Round curtains and doors, And even through keyholes Without, any cause.
She would not give her reason. But, quiet as a mouse, She would slink from her bedroom And all through the house. From morning till evening She hunted alone, Till nothing was secret From curious Joan. She knew every corner ■Where matches were kept, And what both her kittens Looked like when they slept; Her own father’s salary She spied into that, And found what he paid For her mother’s best hat. At last in despair, they cried, “What shall we do?. The child must be checked— She’s more worry than two.” So her mother went off For a large pillow case, And in it they shrouded Joan's furious face. “If you take it off, Joan,” They Indignantly said. “We shall give you a whipping ‘And, keep you in bed.”
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Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 554, 5 January 1929, Page 25
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168LITTLE JOAN NEEPING Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 554, 5 January 1929, Page 25
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