LITTLE CAR
Mary had a little car,
She drove in a manner deft,
And every time she signaled left,
The little car went right.
MY DEAR
Hush my dear, lie still and slumber!
Holy Angels guard thy bed!
Heavenly blessings without number,
Gently falling on thy HEAD!
MY HEART
Not with madness but with sadness,
My heart it's cruel lesson learns.
Not with sadness but with madness,
My heart the art of LOVE learns
MY MOTHER
Who ran to help me when I fell,
Or would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My mother, my mother, my dear mother!
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