A SEVERE SCHOOL-MASTER.
Reading edition
But your eyes are so big and so bright, And your spectacles frighten me so! And I can not remember my lesson When you look at me that way, you know. Spell "mouse," did you say? M-O-U— Oh, you don't know how fierce you do look! And I think I can see a great claw Sticking out from the edge of the book. If you only were not quite so big, And your nose not so pointed and queer— M-O-U—I don't know what comes next, I can not remember. Oh dear! I am trying to think how to spell it; My heart just goes thumpity-thump. M-O-U. Won't you wait just a minute? Oh, please don't get down off the stump!