Stranica 40 [40]
OCR
dr i LP ae eee ee TILLY: . VA EIA RS Ay GÉ ÚT SPALI II Oi SES Ls 24 k/a De rt oe a _— a = Fd _ THE APPLE WHO WAS AFRAID. APPLES ripe, and red, and round, Tumbling fast unon the ground. Rosy apples, shaken down, Some are for the market town ; Some in Nannie’s pinafore Shall be kept for Granny’s store. Apples juicy, firm, and sweet, For little Nan and Ned to eat. One silly apple was afraid, And hid himself, t’ve heard it said, Amongst the large leaves on the tree, Lest he, zoo, should gathered be. Foolish fellow, hiding there,— Three birds came flying through the air, And found him out, and pecked him sore, Till he was round and red no more; Then, all his strength and beauty past, Down to the earth he fell at last, Where horned snails came creeping round That silly apple on the ground.
