TWO little girls near London dwell,

More naughty than I like to tell.

1

Upon the lawn the hoops are seen:

The balls are rolling on the green. T ur F

2

The Thames is running deep and wide:

And boats are rowing on the tide. R ive R

3

In winter-time, all in a row,

The happy skaters come and go. I c E

4

"Papa!" they cry, "Do let us stay!"

He does not speak, but says they may. N o D

5

"There is a land," he says, "my dear,

Which is too hot to skate, I fear." A fric A