OCR Text |
Show THE SPIDER'8 COMPLAINT I was coming up tho sidewalk Just a little whllo ago, Whon I met a little spldec WHh a face plum full or woo; And his llttlo nose was flattened, And one arm was tn a sling, His eye was blue and purple And he cried like everything. "Good morning, Mr. Spider," I said, In tones polite. But tho llttlo spider only glared At me with all his might. "Hello! Miss Band of Mercy," The little spider spoke, "My oyo Is smashed, and bo's my noso And my right arm Is broke! i "Them plaguy boys! Thoy did It, And I would llko to see The good your Band of Mercy does A little chap llko me. "I was going for the doctor, . Because my dad Is sick. When 'long there came a great big boy And punched mo with a stick. "Ho punched and punched and punched punch-ed until ' . " He almost punched me through. h And then the spider cried and cried Until I just cried too. "And then," went on the spider And wiped his tiny eye, "Ho mashed me with his clumsy foot Until i thought I'd die!" "And now then," he continued In accents sad and slow, "What does your Band of Mercy do? "That's what I want to know!" f Whs touched with deep emotion At the little spider's tale, And I promised to ropeat It To tho children, without fall. Now you sea 1'vo kept my promise, And I'm pretty suro you nil Will protect tho llttlo spldors, If thoy ore oxtroraely smalt. Bonnlo Phelps, In Dumb Animals. |