Our Kenneth
Written for our pet, as indicative of what he should be but is not.
Know ye our little black-eyed boy?
His name is Kenney Stone;
Now listen, for he always speaks
In such a gentle tone.
He never says "I will!" "I wi'n't!"
He's never rough nor rude,
But always bows with, "Thank you; please;"
And tries to be so good.
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Our Kenneth never kicks nor strikes,
Nor makes an ugly face;
He never slides down banisters,
Nor puts things out of place.
He never says a naughty word,
Nor tells a big, big story!
O, no, nor even a little one,
To make us all so sorry.
Our Kenneth is a gentleman,
He will not scratch nor bite;
He never speaks to any child,
A word that is not right.
Our Kenneth never slams the doors
Nor stamps along the halls;
He goes away when he is told,
And comes when mamma calls.
Our Kenneth, everybody loves,
Because he's so polite,
Our darling little black-eyed boy,
Our Kenney Stone so bright.
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