LADYBtfG 31 



That you hardly can stir 



No wonder, poor dear! 

 You must be half crazy 



Such bad news to hear ; 

 Though I've told it to dozens, 



1 think, besides you, 

 I feel just like crying 



Whenever I do. 

 Now think of your babies ! 



Run, ladybug, run ! 

 I do hope some neighbor 



Has saved every one 

 From the terrible fire. 



And ladybug, then, 

 You can build a new house, 



And be happy again. 



CAKA W. BRONSON 



