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JESSE's BIRTHDAY.
"But the sun, he let down a gold ladder,
And I climbed on it up to the sky,
And froze myself into a snow-flake,
To wait till the summer went by.
And I climbed on it up to the sky,
And froze myself into a snow-flake,
To wait till the summer went by.
"For I thought when old March blew his trumpet
I'd sail on 1its blast to the earth,
And see if the little boy's birthday
Was properly brightened with mirth."
I'd sail on 1its blast to the earth,
And see if the little boy's birthday
Was properly brightened with mirth."
Then the two little chattering snow-flakes
Joined hands and whirled round in great glee,
Till, dizzy, they leaned 'gainst the window
And flattened their noses at me.
Joined hands and whirled round in great glee,
Till, dizzy, they leaned 'gainst the window
And flattened their noses at me.
