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IF MOTHER KNEW.
If mother knew the way I felt,— And I’m sure a mother should,— She wouldn’t make it quite so hard For a person to be good! I want to do the way she says; I try to all day long; And then she just skips all the right, And pounces on the wrong! A dozen times I do a thing, And one time I forget; And then she looks at me and asks If I can’t remember yet? She’ll tell me to do something, And I’ll really start to go; But she’ll keep right on telling it As if I didn’t know. Till it seems as if I couldn’t— It makes me kind of wild; And then she says she never saw Such a disobliging child. I go to bed all sorry, And say my prayers, and cry, And mean next day to be so good I just can’t wait to try. And I get up next morning, And mean to do just right; But mother’s sure to scold me About something, before night. I wonder if she really thinks A child could go so far, As to be perfect all the time As the grown up people are! If she only knew I tried to,— And I’m sure a mother should,— She wouldn’t make it quite so hard For a person to be good!
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