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!'
Extremes
James Whitcomb Riley
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Poem topics: child, cloud, girl, bird, whisper, lady, window, never, thunder, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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