Funny little face.
Never wears a smile;
Two wooden legs,
Couldn’t walk a mile.
Stupid little head
Only made of wood;
Yet does her duty
As everybody should.
Sets her tiny teeth
And won’t let go,
Never mind how fiercely
The wind may blow.
She’s a very useful
Good old friend of mine;
Little Mistress Peggy,
Of the laundry line.
By Charlotte Druitt Cole.
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