Gateway to the Classics: The Real Mother Goose by Blanche Fisher Wright
 
The Real Mother Goose by  Blanche Fisher Wright

Little Bo-Peep

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,

And can't tell where to find them;

Leave them alone, and they'll come home,

And bring their tails behind them.


Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,

And dreamt she heard them bleating;

But when she awoke, she found it a joke,

For still they all were fleeting.


Then up she took her little crook,

Determined for to find them;

She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,

For they'd left all their tails behind 'em!


It happened one day, as Bo-peep did stray

Unto a meadow hard by—

There she espied their tails, side by side,

All hung on a tree to dry.


She heaved a sigh and wiped her eye,

And over the hillocks she raced;

And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,

That each tail should be properly placed.


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