Oil The Cricket
"Mamma, what noises do I hear? They keep me wide awake." "The chirping crickets, little dear; What funny noise they make!" "Yes, ma, but touch their tongues with oil, To take the squeak away; For soon it will their voices spoil, To squeak thus night and day." Well done, my little girl of three; 'Twould tune our speaking gear To utter sweeter melody For your attentive ear, If it were oiled a little, too, For harsh too oft its tones; Though formed to thrill with pleasure true, It gives forth shrieks and groans, Which fall discordant on the ear, And budding pleasures spoil, And speaking gear, likewise I fear; So bring along the oil.
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