WEE THREE illustration by Hazel Mitchell: "Upside Down Land"

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UP-SIDE-DOWN LAND

When tired of games and pictures too,

And all my books I've read 

And I can't think what else to do 

I stand upon my head

Then I pretend in some strange lands

Across a Faerie Sea,

The people all walk on their hands,

Not right-side-up, like me

And then I wonder how they'd sleep 

Up-side-down upon their beds,

And how they'd ever, ever keep 

Their hats upon their heads

I wonder too, if in these lands,

The folks upon the street,

Would wear their shoes upon their hands,

Their gloves upon their feet

But mother says if they appeared,

And met me on the street

They'd laugh, she's sure, and think me weird; 

For walking on my feet

WEE THREE illustration by Hazel Mitchell: "Pretending"

PRETENDING

I’m playing I’m a little mouse,

I’m hiding everywhere.

They mustn’t ever see me

They mustn’t know I’m there.

They wonder how the cracker crumbs

Got down behind the chair.

They’ll think t’was Pam that did it,

And never know a mouse was there.

WEE THREE illustration by Hazel Mitchell: "Lonely"

LONELY

A little brown ant came running by,

My reflection caught his shiny eye

A green leaf sat upon his back,

It looked as if he held a sack

I asked where he was racing to,

And what it was he had to do

All aquiver in his haste,

He ran on by, no time to waste.

A busy toad came hopping by

He stopped to snatch a butterfly

So content and happy he did seem,

As he stared at me with eyes a gleam

He would not say a word to me,

‘Though, I was nice as nice could be

For when I said “hello”, why then,

He just went hopping off again.

Excerpt from WEE THREE:

Baby Brother

He’s very small and rather red,
And has no hair upon his head

All he does is lie in bed,
I wish we had a dog instead