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Show When Babies Take Their Naps By ANNE CAMPBELL OUR neighborhood, when afternoon after-noon Flings down Its golden banner, Is quiet as a day in June, Quite in the rustic manner! There are no eager, laughing girls. No lusty little chaps To tease them and to pull their curls, When babies take their naps. All morning they run up and down Our happy neighborhood, And many of the mothers frown. And wish they would be good! They run and run, and never rest, Till mother's voice sounds "Taps !' And brings the time we like the best, When babies take their naps! There Is no neighborhood so gay As this, where children run. We love to see them as they play, . Their bright heads In the sun. But still it is a pleasant lull, When in their mothers' laps They're sung to sleep . . . It's wonderful When babies take their napsl WNU Service. |