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A Little World for Little People

FRIENDSHIP IS A STEADY LIGHT SHINING IN DARK PLACES L * * LIMERICK LAND BUT do armadillos eat cream puffs?” asked the Little Thought with a puzzled air. I have ne\er seen an armadillo’s diet list,” laughed the Dawn Ladj , buh l consider this limerick very funny.” And are there any cream puffs as big as pillows?” ‘‘No, but all children hope that some day there might be. I seem to have been living in Limerick Land lately. With limericks in the air several of our friends have been besieging me with quite striking efforts. Just listen to this one from the Doorkeeper:— Oh, pity your friend the. Door-keeper, For he in a very light sleeper ; He wakes with a bound At the tiniest sound. And wishes dream, poxcders were cheaperf “But I heard some loud snores coming from the Place-of-You-Never-Can-Tell at half-past six yesterday morning,” exclaimed the Little Thought, “and it was five to ten by the Happy Town clocks before he came out yawning!” “Perhaps he had been up all night writing the limerick,” suggested the Dawn Lady. “This one in purple ink is by the [Woodpecker: — A friend of the busy Dawn Lady, 1 emerge from the Hollow Tree shady; I wear round my neck a Sign; ‘l’m the Woodpecker, But as usual my voice has betrayed me." “Now, if I had written that,” mused the Little Thought, “I’d have ended it: ‘And they christened my twin sister Saidie.’ ” “But he has no twin sister,” answered the Dawn Lady. “He is the only one in the family. The next limercik is rather touching. It is written by the Pixie Postman with the bent legs, who has been like that since a certain large competition mail dat r . It reads: — I am a Happy Town wizard. But the snail once came down like a blizzard; ' They found me snowed under, And it was no wonder My legs underneath me had scissored.” “Excuse me a moment,” murmured the Little Thought. “I have an orange drop in my pocket and an engagement with one of the Pixie Postmen !”

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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 928, 22 March 1930, Page 29

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A Little World for Little People Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 928, 22 March 1930, Page 29

A Little World for Little People Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 928, 22 March 1930, Page 29

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