Margaret Deland

Bossy And The Daisy

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Right up into Bossy's eyes,
Looked the Daisy boldly,
But, alas! to his surprise,
Bossy ate him, coldly.

Listen! Daisies in the fields,
Hide away from Bossy!
Daisies make the milk she yields,
And her coat grow glossy.

So, each day, she tries to find
Diasies nodding sweetly,
And although it's most unkind,
Bites their heads off, neatly!

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