The fairy babies

Said the Fairy Ink-Bottle Babies, “What do you think? We all came out of a bottle of ink! We are very little to mind each rule, But still we are going to start to school; And if...

October, October, you gay little rover, You are welcome, the wide world over; Merrily, merrily, school-bells ring And children all delight to sing. The Ink-Bottle Babies are abs...

Old November’s come once more; Children, see the snow! Riding out in grandpa’s sleigh, We all will gladly go, For Thanksgiving brings such joys To the waiting girls and boys; I...

Old December’s come again; Stockings large and small, Hang by the fireside with care, For Santa’ll fill them all; I heard the Ink-Bottle Babies cry, “Santa will in his sleigh da...

January now is here, The first glad month of all the year; Get your sled and snowshoes out; The coasting is good without a doubt; We are so merry and glad, ho! ho! We like the w...

In February as you know, Stormy winds will often blow, And sometimes on a Saturday, In the house the children stay, Playing pleasant games, you see, They are happy as can be. Th...

The merry March wind is singing a song, “Blow, blow, blow! Sweet springtime is coming, coming along, Blow, blow, blow!” Said the Ink-Bottle Babies, “Don’t blow us away;” They sa...

Hear the rain, April rain! Falling on the windowpane; Pitter, patter, all day long; Can you hear the raindrops’ song? “We call the flowers to bloom again, They are refreshed by...

In glad springtime the birds all sing, And sweet the woodland echoes ring; Why should we not be happy too, When skies are blue? when skies are blue? I heard the Ink-Bottle Babie...

June’s a name we like to hear; Glad vacation’s drawing near; Good-bye, good-bye, lesson books; Welcome fields and merry brooks; All our lessons now are over; See the fields of n...