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Wee babies

Chapter 40: In the Corner.

By Amy Ella Blanchard

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About This Book

A collection of short, illustrated verses that portray infants and toddlers in familiar domestic scenes—play, naps, mealtimes, mischief, outings, and simple fantasies. Each poem uses rhythmic, child-friendly language to celebrate sensory details, family relationships, and small adventures, often observing twins, siblings, neighborhood babies, and everyday mishaps like jam on the face or rainy-day confinement. The volume reads like a series of affectionate snapshots aimed at entertaining and soothing young readers and caregivers.

In the Corner.

Little Molly in the corner

Cause she wasn’t good,

Threw her spoon across the table,

On the floor her food.

Said she didn’t want her supper,

Only pie would do,

Then her mama said, “My girlie,

Pie’s not good for you.”

“But I want it, want it, want it,”

Naughty Molly said,

Then right down upon the carpet,

Threw her piece of bread.

“Oh how naughty,” said her papa,

“Does my girl act so?

This is not my Molly, surely,

She has gone I know.”

“Tell me where’s my little daughter?

Won’t she be here soon?”

Then across the table, Molly

Threw her fork and spoon.

“Take away this girl,” said Papa,

“To the corner quick,”

“You had better not,” said Molly,

“I will scream and kick.”

Molly, Molly, naughty Molly,

There she had to stay,

Till her papa ate his supper,

Then he went away.

Then, poor, sorry Molly whispered,

“If you only would,

Let me come out now, dear mama

’Deed I will be good.”