  ONE, two, three! One was Bobby Lee Sitting by the brook, With his fishing-hook, With his spelling-book Thrust far aside, Whilst loud he cried: "For once, no school, For once, no rule, Bell, ring away! This whole, whole day I'll stop and play!" One, two, three! One was Mrs. Bee Stopping just to stare At the vision there— Bobby by the brook With his fishing-hook; At the spelling-book Thrust far aside; THREE.By Rosa Graham. Whilst loud she cried: "The livelong day A boy to play! I'd like to see One little bee Like Bobby Lee!" One, two, three! One was Lady Rose, In her pretty clothes, Staring down to see Little Bobby Lee, With his fishing-hook, With his spelling-book Thrust far aside, Whilst loud she cried: "The livelong day, A boy to play! I'd like to know, If I did so, How I would grow!" 0069m
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