The Fat Merchant
THE
big
fat
merchant,
He opened up a stall,
But had to sell his trousers
To get the capital.
Kite Flying
THERE were two little sisters went walking one day,
Partly for exercise—partly for play,
Their kites they took with them they wanted to fly,
Were a big centipede and a big butterfly;
In a very few moments they floated up high,
Like a dragon that seemed to be touching the sky.