Excerpt from Little Rhymes of Childhood The Palm Tree Mother, the beautiful Palm TreeWaved its arms and spoke to me.It waved its arms and bowed its head, And this is what the Palm Tree said: Under my arms is a nice cool shade, Where you can bring your bucket and spadeAnd rest, when the morning's play is doneWhile the beach is hot with the onday sun, Here you can rest and eat your lunch, You and all your little bunch;Or you can lie and take a nap, It's just as nice as mother's lap;This is what the Palm Tree saidWhen it waved its arms and bowed its head. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art techlogy to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.