The Story Of Little Suck-A-Thumb

One day, Mamma said: "Conrad dear,
I must go out and leave you here.
But mind now, Conrad, what I say,
Don't suck your thumb while I'm away.
The great tall tailor always comes
To little boys that such their thumbs,
And ere they dream what he's about,
He takes his great sharp scissors out
And cuts their thumbs clean off,-and then,
You know, they never grow again."

Mamma had scarcely turn'd her back
The thumb was in. Alack! Alack!



The door flew open, in he ran,
The great, long red-legg'd scissor-man.
Oh! children, see! the tailor's come
And caught out little Such-a-Thumb.
Snip! Snap! Snip! They go so fast,
That both his thumbs are off at last.

Mamma comes home; there conrad stands.
And looks quite sad, and shows his hands,-
"Ah!" said Mamma "I knew he'd come
To naughty little Suck-a-Thumb."



Dad told me Nanny Brown/Simpson used to read this story to her grandchildren. Nice, huh?! The illustrations are great and I've got a whole book of them if you're interested in more charming ways to rear you're offspring. Or your offspring's offspring. One Snip! Snap! Snip! and they'll listen!

Also a few pictures from our visit to LBI. Once that hurricane Irene hit the road, we managed to get in a few beautiful beach days. Thanks to Marg and Jim for another fun visit.