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THE OTHER CHERRY-PIE
BY ANNA MAY COOPER
This morning Grandma scolded me For a thing she thought I ’d done. She says she baked two cherry-pies, And only could find one. So she said of course I took it; I must say I don’t see Why, when anything is missing, They should always pick on me! It ‘s: “Tommy, where ’s my razor?” “Tom, you naughty child, Where did you put my scissors? You ’re enough to drive one wild!” |
It ‘s only me that tracks in mud, And scatters things about; If I speak above a whisper, They all say, “Tom, don’t shout!” Well, I ‘ve run away and left them— And I won't go back no more; And then they ‘ll find that things get lost Just as they did before. And I guess that they ‘ll feel pretty mean, And maybe Mother ‘ll cry; And I think—perhaps—if I went home— I’d get that other pie! |
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