  FOR dÉjeuner our children eat A bowl of milk and bit of bread; Or sometimes, for a special treat, A croissant, crisp and fresh, instead. Jeanette displays her bringing up, For daintily she sips and lingers. Her brother drains his brimming cup, And then—oh, horror!—licks his fingers! [Image unavailable.] NINE O’CLOCK |
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