ROSAMOND THE IDLE.
Miss Rosamond May was so idle, they say,
That her wise fairy godmother took her away
To regions of fairy-land, cloudy and gray;
And there she must stay for a year and a day,
Or still longer, I fear,
Till she does all things that she didn’t do here!
All the stints and the chores that she thought were such bores;
The running of errands to markets and stores,
The making of beds and the sweeping of floors,
The tending of doors and the lessons in scores –
Ah, the poor little Miss!
How long it will take for her to finish all this!
ROSAMOND THE IDLE by Hannah R. Hudson.
Prattles For Our Boys and Girls
Hurst & Co.: New York. 1912.