Dolly and Molly and the Farmer Man
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Some line breaks adjusted to keep consistent 4-line stanzas.
Variations on Rand McNally name kept as printed.
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DOLLY AND MOLLY
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THE FARMER MAN
By ELIZABETH GORDON
AUTHOR OF THE “DOLLY AND MOLLY SERIES,” “THE BUTTERFLY BABIES’ BOOK,” “WATERMELON PETE” “GRANDDAD COCO NUT’S PARTY”
Pictures by FRANCES BEEM
RAND McNALLY & COMPANY CHICAGO NEW YORK
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Copyright, 1914, By RAND, McNALLY & CO.
The Rand-McNally Press Chicago
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DOLLY AND MOLLY AND THE FARMER MAN
Went Dolly and Molly, one fine summer day, To watch while the farmer man made the new hay.
And a beautiful basket of luncheon they took, All wrapped in white napkins by Mary the cook.
He whetted his scythe. Oh, the big noise it made! And he cut down that hay, each spear and each blade.
The Grasshoppers hoppered, and gazed in surprise. You ought to have seen how they stuck out their eyes!
He took a big fork and he spread, all around, That sweet-smelling hay on the sunshiny ground.
And the Hoppy Toads blinked sadly, saying, “Oh, well, We shall just have to move to the Burdock Hotel.”
Then he raked it in long rows, and left it to dry, While they all ate their lunch ’neath a big tree near by.
And the Robin came too, saying, “Please give me some,” So Dolly and Molly each gave him a crumb.
Then the man tossed the hay in a great shiny heap, And put on its night cap, and left it to sleep.
Then a black and gold Bumblebee bumbled along, Saying, “It’s-time-little-girlies- were-home-where-they-b’long.”
So Dolly and Molly, all tired with play, Just followed the Bumblebee home all the way.
And Grandmother gave them some milk and some bread, And lovingly kissed them and put them to bed.
And the sleep fairies came to that little white room, And sprinkled them over with sleep flower bloom.
And that was the end of that beautiful day, When the twins watched the farmer man make the new hay.
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