Little Baby
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Tiny Tot. And he had a cow named Horned-Butted.One morning, Tiny Tot went to milk Horned-Butted and said to her:
"Stand still, my little cow, my friend,
Stand still, my Horned one,
I’ll give you a horn,
You’re my Butted one."
Of course, he meant "a pie," as you can imagine. But the cow didn’t want a pie and wouldn’t stand still.
"Tsk-tsk!" Tiny Tot got angry and said to her again:
"Stand still, my cow, my Horned one,
Give me some milk, my Butted one.
Be smart, be obedient,
I’ll give you a bun."
But the cow still wouldn’t stand still.
What was poor Tiny Tot to do with such a Horned, such a Butted cow?
Tiny Tot went home to his mother.
"Mom, mom! Horned-Butted won’t stand still, Tiny Tot can’t milk her!"
"Tsk-tsk!" said his mother. "Break off a switch and beat the disobedient creature."
Tiny Tot went to the tree to get a switch and said to it:
"Give me a switch,
And I’ll give you some cloth!"
But the tree didn’t want the cloth and didn’t give the boy a switch.
Tiny Tot went back home to his mother.
"Mom, mom! The tree won’t give me a switch, Horned-Butted won’t stand still, Tiny Tot can’t milk her!"
"Tsk-tsk!" said his mother. "Go to the butcher and have him slaughter the cow."
Tiny Tot went to the butcher and said to him:
"Our Butted-Horned one won’t give us milk, let the butcher kill our Horned-Butted one!"
But the butcher didn’t want to kill the cow without a silver penny. So Tiny Tot went back home to his mother.
"Mom, mom! The butcher won’t kill the cow without a silver penny, the tree won’t give me a switch, Horned-Butted won’t stand still, Tiny Tot can’t milk her!"
"Oh dear, oh dear," said his mother. "Go to our Horned one, our Butted one, and tell her that a little girl with blue eyes is crying bitterly for a cup of milk."
So Tiny Tot went back to Horned-Butted and told her that a little girl with blue eyes was crying bitterly for a cup of milk.
And the cow immediately stood still and let the boy milk her.
And the little girl with blue eyes stopped crying.
And everything turned out just fine.
What doesn’t lead to the worst always leads to the best.
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