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Where Is Louise
A story this is that most certain will please, A tale of a girl by the name of Louise, An unusual child with unusual knees Who whistled “Too-WEET” and sat in the trees And spoke to the sparrows and sang with the bees. When her mother and father cried, “Where is Louise?” She simply ignored them and swung in the breeze Till her parents said, “Oh, what an awful disease, That our baby Louise must sit in the trees And speak to the sparrows and sing with the bees! Louise, Louise…we’re on our knees! Oh please, please, come down from those trees!” But little Louise, with a snort and a sneeze, Tears on her elbows and tears on her knees, Taunted them like a terrible tease, Saying “Cross the rivers and cross the seas But you won’t ever get me out of the trees!” And so our Louise who sat in the trees And spoke to the sparrows and sang with the bees Stayed there till the day (or the night, if you please) When the birds picked her up, and away on the breeze Flew the little gray sparrows With little Louise.
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