Josephine Preston Peabody (Жозефина Престон Пибоди)
Little Side-Streets
Why are some streets so different? The kittens all are long and thin; I think they have more flowers there, But broken things to grow them in. Why do they like the house so high, With such a little of the ground? And do you think they ever see The Moon before it's old and round? Why won't I like to play there, too?-- With all the funny things to eat, And all the carts with little bells, And dancing-music in the street? And if I can't, then why do they Stay out, the whole of evening?-- Why do they always seem to have Just Not-Enough of everything? Why don't you come?--Why can't I go? It isn't Fair!--What makes it so?-- If they don't like it? Don't you know? Why do you always never know?
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