MADELINE
MADELINE MADELINE In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines lived twelve little girls in two straight lines. In two straight lines they broke their bread and brushed their teeth and went to bed. They smiled at the good and frowned at the bad and sometimes they were very sad. They left the house at half past nine in two straight lines in rain or shine — the smallest one was Madeline. She was not afraid of mice— she loved winter, snow, and ice. To the ti
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MADELINE
MADELINE
In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines
lived twelve little girls in two straight lines.
In two straight lines they broke their bread
and brushed their teeth
and went to bed.
They smiled at the good
and frowned at the bad
and sometimes they were very sad.
They left the house at half past nine in two straight lines
in rain or shine —
the smallest one was Madeline.
She was not afraid of mice—
she loved winter, snow, and ice.
To the tiger in the zoo Madeline just said, "Pooh-pooh,”
and nobody knew so well how to frighten Miss Clavel.
In the middle of one night Miss Clavel turned on her light and said, "Something is not right!”
Little Madeline sat in bed,
cried and cried; her eyes were red.
And soon after Dr. Cohn came, he rushed out to the phone
and he dialed: DAN ton-ten-six-
"Nurse, he said, "it's an appendix!”
Everybody had to cry— not a single eye was dry.
