Poems ✍️
  08.10.2025
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Author: Robert Louis Stevenson

System

Every night my prayers I say,
And get my dinner every day;
And every day that I've been good,
I get an orange after food.

The child that is not clean and neat,
With lots of toys and things to eat,
He is a naughty child, I'm sure--
Or else his dear papa is poor.


  innocence Discipline morality Childhood

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