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SONGS FOR THE

POLLY AND RUBY.
My little canary
I carried one day
To visit Poll Parrot,
So bright and so gay.

Poll Parrot was glad
To see my Canary,

And she said, “ Now you’ve come,
We'll try to be merry.

“T can’t strike a tune;
But if you’ll begin,
I think, without doubt,
That I can join in.”

So Ruby began,

And sang loud and clear ;
But Polly’s attempts

Did sound very queer.

Then said little Ruby,
“My dear cousin Poll,
Your efforts in singing
Are nothing at all.

“You can whistle and talk,
As you sit and swing ;
But I would advise you
Neyer to sing.”