  NO JOKE AT ALL "Ha!" thought Tommy Purr one day, "Here's a chance a joke to play; See him drop upon the floor All those books, and hear me roar!" Chuckling to himself in glee, "I do love a joke," said he, Pushed poor Whiskers, just for fun— Down the books came, every one. But the biggest book of all, Happened on his crown to fall; Tommy roared with might and main, Not with laughter but with pain. NO JOKE AT ALL Tommy now has gone to bed With a big bruise on his head; Vinegar and paper brown Cover up his aching crown. There in sorrow Tommy lies, Wishing he had been more wise; For although those books did fall, His joke proved no joke at all. |
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