< St. Nicholas < Volume 32 < Number 2
This dear little goose of a girlie,—
Who ever had notions like hers!
“If I lived in an evergreen forest,
I’d never be cold!” she avers.
And how could that happen my dearest?
“Why ’cause.” her reply is the clearest—
“I’d go to the fir-tree that’s nearest,
And buy me a nice set of furs!”
Who ever had notions like hers!
“If I lived in an evergreen forest,
I’d never be cold!” she avers.
And how could that happen my dearest?
“Why ’cause.” her reply is the clearest—
“I’d go to the fir-tree that’s nearest,
And buy me a nice set of furs!”
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