OLD BRASS POT.
The old brass pot in the corner Shines and scowls at the kitchen pans. Like a stubborn king He sits and frowns. . . Orders them about When I'm not looking. He was a gift from the fairy queen. What can I do? He boils rice when I want it, Makes broth when it is needed. He is magic But he growls all day. Without him it would be pleasant and comfortable In my little cottage With wistaria growing over the open windows. * „ What can I do? He tells the frying pan To stay on its hook. . . He shouts at the other pans In a gruff voice. . . They all might be so happy In my cozy kitchen! Tell —but you must whisper— What can 1 do? > >
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New Zealand Tablet, 28 July 1921, Page 35
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127OLD BRASS POT. New Zealand Tablet, 28 July 1921, Page 35
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