Sleepy Harry
"I
do
not
like
to
go
to
bed,"
Sleepy
little
Harry
said;
"Go,
naughty
Betty,
go
away,
I
will
not
come
at
all,
I
say!
"
Oh,
silly
child!
what
is
he
saying?
As
if
he
could
be
always
playing!
Then,
Betty,
you
must
come
and
carry
This
very
foolish
little
Harry.
The
little
birds
are
better
taught,
They
go
to
roosting
when
they
ought:
And
all
the
ducks,
and
fowls,
you
know,
They
went
to
bed
an
hour
ago.
The
little
beggar
in
the
street,
Who
wanders
with
his
naked
feet,
And
has
not
where
to
lay
his
head,
Oh,
he'd
be
glad
to
go
to
bed.
