human
Now, this is all that I heard, mother, And all that I did see; So, prithee, make my bed, mother, For I'm tired as I can be!
gpt
To-whit! to-whit! to-whee! Will you listen to me? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?
human
Not I, said the cow;
gpt
Moo-oo! Such a thing I'd never do. I gave you a wisp of hay, But didn't take your nest away. Not I, said the cow;
human
Moo-oo! Such a thing I'd never do.
gpt
To-whit! to-whit! to-whee! Will you listen to me? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?
human
Bob-o'-link! Bob-o'-link! Now, what do you think? Who stole a nest away From the plum tree, to-day?
gpt
Not I, said the dog;
human
Bow-wow! I wouldn't be so mean, anyhow! I gave hairs the nest to make, But the nest I did not take. Not I, said the dog;
gpt
Bow-wow! I'm not so mean, anyhow.
human
To-whit I to-whit! to-whee! Will you listen to me? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?
gpt
Bob-o'-link! Bob-o'-link! Now what do you think? Who stole a nest away From the plum tree, to-day?
human
Coo-coo! Coo-coo! Coo-coo! Let me speak a word, too! Who stole that pretty nest From little yellow-breast?
gpt
Not I, said the sheep;
human
Oh, no! I wouldn't treat a poor bird so. I gave wool the nest to line, But the nest was none of mine. Baa! Baa! said the sheep;
gpt
Oh, no. I wouldn't treat a poor bird so.
human
To-whit! to-whit! to-whee! Will you listen to me? Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?
gpt
Bob-o'-link! Bob-o'-link! Now, what do you think? Who stole a nest away From the plum tree, to-day?
human
Coo-coo! Coo-coo! Coo-coo! Let me speak a word, too! Who stole that pretty nest From little yellow-breast?
gpt
Caw! Caw! cried the crow;
human
I should like to know What thief took away A bird's nest to-day?
gpt
Cluck! Cluck! said the hen,
human
Don't ask me again. Why, I haven't a chick Would do such a trick. We all gave her a feather, And she wove them together. I'd scorn to intrude On her and her brood. Cluck! Cluck! said the hen,
gpt
Don't ask me again.
human
Chirr-a-whirr! Chirr-a-whirr! All the birds make a stir! Let us find out his name, And all cry, 'For shame!'
gpt
I would not rob a bird, Said little Mary Green;
human
I think I never heard Of anything so mean.
gpt
It is very cruel, too, Said little Alice Neal;
human
I wonder if he knew How sad the bird would feel?