Opposites

The

Walked out into the

And splashed in all the pubbles

She had such shocking

The

Stayed quietly in the

And sat upon the fender

As still as any mouse.

The

Her hands were black as ink;

She would come running through the

And begging for a drink.

The

Her hands were white as snow;

She did not like to play around,

She only liked to sew.

The

Lost hair ribbons galore;

She dropped them on the garden walks,

She dropped them on the floor.

The Patent-Leather-Slipper-ChildO thoughtful little girl!

She liked to walk quite soberly,

It kept her hair in curl.

The

When she was glad or

Just flung her arms round Mother's

And kissed her very loud.

The

Was shocked at such a sight,

She only offered you her

At morning and at night.

O

Your happy laughing

Does like a scented Summer

Make sweet the dullest place.

O

My dear,

I'm well

To have my daughter in my arms,

And not an ornament.