On a Young Ladys Sixth Anniversary

 Baby Babbles--only one,
Now to sit up has begun.


Little Babbles quite turned two
Walks as well as I and you.


And Miss Babbles one, two, three,
Has a teaspoon at her tea.


But her Highness at four
Learns to open the front door.


And her Majesty--now six,
Can her shoestrings neatly fix.


Babbles, babbles, have a care,
You will soon put up your hair!

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