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The baby in the looking-glass
Is smiling through at me; She has her teaspoon in her hand, Her feeder on for tea. And if I look behind her I Can see the table spread; I wonder if she has to eat The nasty crusts of bread. Her doll, like mine, is sitting close Beside her special chair, She has a pussy on her lap; It must be my cup there. Her picture-book is on the floor, The cover's just the same; And tidily upon the shelf I see my Ninepin game. O baby in the looking-glass, Come through and play with me, And if you will, I promise, dear, To eat your crusts at tea. Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |