Don’t Cry.
Reading edition
Don’t cry, p’ease don’t cry, Mama’ll soon be here— Did ’oo fall and bump ’oo head? Don’t cry, Arty dear. Don’t cry, never mind, Quick as ’oo can tell Mama’ll come and kiss the place, That will make it well. Don’t cry, it’s too bad— I so sorry too, If I kiss ’oo five, two times, Maybe that will do. Don’t cry, Arty dear, ’Oo s’all have my ball, ’Oo s’all have my picture book, Or anysing at all.