SONGS FOR THE

 
     

If I can fix
These marks twenty-six
In this little careless head,
J’ll read every book,
As soon as I look
At the letters all over it spread.
Sing A, B, C,
Sing X, Y, Z,
And the letters all over it spread.

  
      
     
    
  

I now will learn
Them all in turn,
The big letters and the small ;
For how can | spell,
Or pronounce them well,
Till I shall have learned them all?
Sing A, B, C,
Sing X, Y, Z,
For I’m going to learn them all.

 
 
     
   
     
   
     
  

   

The bees and the flies
Have nice little eyes,

But never can read like me ;
They crawl on the book,
And they seem to look,

But they never know A, B, ©: