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Because you are four years old	A
the candle is all dressed up in a new frill	B
And stars nod to you through the hole in the curtain	C
except the big stiff planets	D
too fat to move about much	E
and you curtsey back to the stars	F
when no one is looking	G
You feel sorry for the poor wooden chair	H
that knows it isn't nice to sit on	I
and no one is sad but mama	J
You don't like mama to be sad	K
when you are four years old	A
so you pretend	L
you like the bitter gold pale tea	M
you pretend	L
if you don't drink it up pretty quick	N
a little gold fish	O
will think it is a pond	P
and come and get born in it	Q
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It's hot in our street	R
and the breeze is a dirty little broom	S
that sweeps dust into our room	S
and bits of paper out of the alley	M
You are not let to play	T
with the children in the alley	M
But you must be very polite	U
so you pass them and say good day	T
and when they fling banana skins	V
you fling them back again	W
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There is no one to play with	X
and the flies on the window	Y
buzz and buzz	Z
you can pull out their legs	A2
and stick pins in their bodies	B2
but still they buzz	Z
and mama says	C2
When Nero was a little boy	D2
he caught flies on his mama's window	Y
and pulled out their legs	A2
and stuck pins in their bodies	B2
and nobody loved him	E2
Buzz blue bellied flies	F2
buzz nasty black wheel	G2
of mama's machine	H2
you are the biggest fly of all	I2
you have the loudest buzz	Z
I hear you at dawn before the locusts	J2
But I like the picture of the Flood	K2
and the little babies getting drowned	L2
If I were there I would save them	M2
but as I can't save them	M2
I like to watch them	M2
getting drowned	L2
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When mama buys of Ling Ho	Y
he smiles very wide	N2
and picks her the largest loquots	J2
The greens man gave her a cabbage	O2
and she held it against her black bodice	J2
and said what a beautiful green it was	J2
and put it on the table	P2
as though it had been a flower	Q2
But next day we boiled and ate it with salt	R2
It was our dinner	Q2
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Christmas day	T
I found Janie on my pillow	Y
Janie is made of rubber	Q2
Her red and blue jacket won't come off	S2
Christmas dinner was green and white	U
chicken and lettuce and peas	J2
and drops of oil on the salad	K2
smiley and full of light	U
like the gold on the lady's teeth	T2
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But mama said politely	M
Thank you we are dining out	U2
She wouldn't let you take one pea	M
to put in the hole where the whistle was	J2
at the back of Janie's head	V2
so Janie should have some dinner	Q2
So you went to the park with biscuits	J2
and black tea in a bottle	P2
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You feel very sad	K
when you climb on the fence	J2
to watch mama out of sight	U
The women in the alley	M
poke their heads out of doorways	J2
and watch her too	W2
You know her	Q2
by the way she holds her shoulders	J2
till she is only a speck	X2
in a chain of specks	J2
till she is swallowed up	Y2
But suppose	J2
that day after day	T
you were to watch for her face	J2
and it didn't come back	Z2
Suppose	J2
it were to drop out of the string of white faces	J2
like the pearl out of my chain	A3
I never found again	W
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Mabel minds you while mama is out	U2
she washes while she sings	J2
Three blind mice	J2
they all run away from the farmer's wife	B3
who cut off their tails	J2
with a carving knife	B3
Wind blows out Mabel's sheets	J2
way you blow in a bag before you burst it	Q
Wind has a soapy smell	C3
It's heavier'n sun	C
that lies all over you without any weight	D3
and makes you feel happy	M
and crinkly like bubbling water	Q2
There's no sun on the empty house	J2
sly looking house	J2
you can't see in its windows	J2
that watch you out of their corners	J2
Perhaps there's a big spider there	H
spinning gray threads over the windows	J2
till they look like dead people's faces	J2
Jimmie says	J2
Jimmie's hair is white as a white mouse	J2
His lashes are gold as mama's wedding ring	G
and his mouth feels cool and smooth	E3
like a flower wet with rain	A3
You wouldn't believe Jimmie was different	F3
till he showed you	W2
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Blind wet sheets	J2
flapping on the lines	J2
sun in your eyes	J2
dark gold sun	C
full of little black spots	J2
you have to blink and blink	G3
round eyes of Jimmie	M
Jimmie's blue jumper	Q2
blue shadow of wall	I2
all the world holding still	B
as when a clock stops	J2
streets still people still	B
no streets no people	P2
only sky and wall	I2
sun glaring bright as God	H3
down at you and Jimmie	M
shadow like a purple cloth	I3
trailing off the wall	I2
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Wild wet sheets	J2
flapping in the wind	J3
big slippered feet flapping too	W2
big balloon face	J2
rushing up the alley	M
houses closing up again	W
windows looking round	L2
Mabel pulls you in the gate and shakes you	W2
and tells you not to tell your mama	J
And you wonder	Q2
if God has spoiled Jimmie	M

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