  Six from four leaves two, Mamma, Six from four leaves two. Surely that is right, Mamma,— Don't you think 'twill do? Please don't shake your head, Mamma! Well, it's nearly right; And what difference does it make If it isn't quite? Hark! the boys are there, Mamma, Out upon the lawn; If I don't go soon, Mamma, They will all be gone. I would let you go, Mamma, Were I teaching you. Six from four leaves two—oh dear! Four from six leaves two, Mamma! Now I have it right. Well! upon my word, I think I wasn't very bright. Dear Mamma, before I go, Here's a kiss for you. Four from six leaves two, hurrah! Four from six leaves two! |
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