A Child’s Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson

System

Every night my prayers I say, And get my dinner every day; And every day that I've been good, I get an orange after food.

The child that is not clean and neat. With lots of toys and things to eat, He is a naughty child, I'm sure— Or else his dear papa is poor.

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