In an old house in Paris

In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines…
                         
Lived two 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 ones were Madelines.
They were not afraid of mice.
They loved winter, snow and ice.
To the tiger in the zoo, the Madelines just said, “Pooh-pooh.”
And nobody knew so well how to frighten Miss Clavel.
“Good night, little girls! Thank the Lord you are well! And now go to sleep!” said Miss Clavel.
And she turned out the light and closed the door.
That’s all there is.
There isn’t any more.

 

 Lots of love,
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