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The Little White Gate

by Florence Hoatson

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Influenza

My daddy had an aching head
And looked so ill that Mother said,
“Don’t make a noise, for Dad’s in bed,
In bed with Influenza.”

I crept up like a mouse would creep,
In case dear Daddy was asleep,
And round the door I tried to peep
To look at Influenza!

I only saw dear Daddy’s head
Upon the pillow on the bed.
He was alone... yet Mother said
He was with Influenza!

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