Dorothy Aldis

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I am the sister of him
And he is my brother
He is too little for us
To talk to each other.
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Little birds sing with their beaks
In the apple trees;
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The little girl said
As she asked for more:
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Little

I am the sister of him
And he is my brother
He is too little for us
To talk to each other.

So every morning I show him
My doll and my book,
But every morning he still is
Too little to look.

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