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Ann Taylor - About The Little Girl That Beat Her Sister
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Go, go, my naughty girl, and kiss
  Your little sister dear; 
I must not have such things as this,
  And noisy quarrels here. 

What! little children scratch and fight,
  That ought to be so mild;
Oh! Mary, it`s a shocking sight
  To see an angry child. 

I can`t imagine, for my part, 
  The reason for your folly; 
She did not do you any hurt
  By playing with your dolly. 

See, see, the little tears that run
  Fast from her watery eye: 
Come, my sweet innocent, have done,
  `Twill do no good to cry. 

Go, Mary, wipe her tears away,
  And make it up with kisses: 
And never turn a pretty play
  To such a pet as this is.
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