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I. A little boy once played so loud / That the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud, / Said, "Since I can't be heard, why, then / I'll never, never thunder again!"
II. And a little girl once kept so still / That she heard a fly on the window-sill / Whisper and say to a lady-bird, -- / "She's the stilliest child I ever heard! "