Extremes
A little boy once played so loud
That the thunder, up in a thundercloud,
Said, “Since I can’t be heard, why then
I’ll never, never thunder again!”
And a little girl once kept so still
That she heard a fly on the window sill
Whisper and say to a ladybird, –
“She’s the stillest child I ever heard!”
by
James Whitcomb Riley
