THE CIRCUS DAY PARADEIf you are bound on merriment,Just step inside a Circus Tent,The Clown tells jokes so very funny,You’ll find it’s always worth the money.
If you are bound on merriment,Just step inside a Circus Tent,The Clown tells jokes so very funny,You’ll find it’s always worth the money.
If you are bound on merriment,Just step inside a Circus Tent,The Clown tells jokes so very funny,You’ll find it’s always worth the money.
If you are bound on merriment,Just step inside a Circus Tent,The Clown tells jokes so very funny,You’ll find it’s always worth the money.
If you are bound on merriment,
Just step inside a Circus Tent,
The Clown tells jokes so very funny,
You’ll find it’s always worth the money.
One bright spring morning Curly-Tail got up early and crept down stairs very softly so he would wake no one.
He went into the kitchen and packed a little red and white basket with a lunch, and soon he was off, and away.
He was going to find Pedro.
He said, “Daddy Do-Little is so lonesome, I will never come back until I can find Pedro to keep him company.”
What Should He See but a Circus Parade
What Should He See but a Circus Parade
He sang merrily as he went tripping along through the woods that led to the town.
It was now nine o’clock.
What should he see but a Circus Parade.
He came up to the band wagon and began to spin around after his curly little tail, and the Band Master said,
“Ha, ha, ha, don’t be afraid,Come, join our Circus Day Parade.”
“Ha, ha, ha, don’t be afraid,Come, join our Circus Day Parade.”
“Ha, ha, ha, don’t be afraid,Come, join our Circus Day Parade.”
“Ha, ha, ha, don’t be afraid,
Come, join our Circus Day Parade.”
“Do you mean it?” asked Curly-Tail.
The Band Master replied,
“I talk quite straight, not like a riddle,Ha, ha, ha, can you play the fiddle?”
“I talk quite straight, not like a riddle,Ha, ha, ha, can you play the fiddle?”
“I talk quite straight, not like a riddle,Ha, ha, ha, can you play the fiddle?”
“I talk quite straight, not like a riddle,
Ha, ha, ha, can you play the fiddle?”
Curly-Tail was glad to be helped up on the band wagon.
He was in a real Circus Day parade.
The Clowns danced and threw colored candies to the crowd.
The Band played and played.
The horses pranced.
The elephants walked in a long line, and all was very splendid indeed.
The Band Master said,
“To do your tricks you must not fail,I hope you’re a dancer, Curly-Tail.”
“To do your tricks you must not fail,I hope you’re a dancer, Curly-Tail.”
“To do your tricks you must not fail,I hope you’re a dancer, Curly-Tail.”
“To do your tricks you must not fail,
I hope you’re a dancer, Curly-Tail.”
Curly-Tail was never so proud before in his life, he danced round and round after his tight little tail, as he rode ontop of the Band Wagon, and the crowd cheered, and said “What a comical little fellow.”
By and by they came to a big tent and if you guessed fourteen years you could never guess who was walking outside on the tight-rope!
It was his cousin Tangle-Tail, who was a famous tight-rope walker.
When Tangle-Tail saw Curly-Tail, he got down off the tight-rope in the twinkling of an eye and whispered something to him, then they both swung up together and walked the tight-rope together, their funny little tails curling and twisting tighter, every step of the way.
They Walked the Tight-Rope Together
They Walked the Tight-Rope Together
The crowd cheered, and every one wanted to go inside the big tent, of course.
Curly-Tail had a wonderful afternoon.
He rode on the horse’s backs in the ring, and he walked the tight-rope and danced on a big drum, but his most delightful adventure was still to come.
When the Circus was over, he went near one of the little side-show tents, and heard some one call out,
“To be a prisoner is not jolly,And don’t you dare to call me ‘Polly’.”
“To be a prisoner is not jolly,And don’t you dare to call me ‘Polly’.”
“To be a prisoner is not jolly,And don’t you dare to call me ‘Polly’.”
“To be a prisoner is not jolly,
And don’t you dare to call me ‘Polly’.”
Curly-Tail was so excited he did not know what to do. He ran into thetent and cried, “Pedro, our dear lost Pedro.”
Pedro could hardly believe his eyes when he saw Curly-Tail, but he cried,
“Tho’ you know my name’s not Polly,To talk loudly would be folly.”
“Tho’ you know my name’s not Polly,To talk loudly would be folly.”
“Tho’ you know my name’s not Polly,To talk loudly would be folly.”
“Tho’ you know my name’s not Polly,
To talk loudly would be folly.”
They began to talk and plan about getting Pedro home.
Just then Tangle-Tail came into the tent, and said they must get a cage, and there was no time to lose as the Circus people were coming into the tent.
Then Tangle-Tail thought of an old dog-skin he had. He said they would wrap it around Pedro, and take him in it down the road.
They did this, Pedro scolding all the while.
All would have gone well I am sure, if they had not met Sly Foot.
He cried, “Ha, ha, ha, I see my Sunday dinner right here before me.”
Tangle-Tail was never so puzzled before in his life, and Curly-Tail did not know what to do either, and all the time Sly Foot was coming nearer and nearer.
He came so close, they could feel his hot breath on their cheeks, and he shouted, “By my whiskers and tail I will have a fine Sunday dinner!”
Pedro Threw Off the Dog Skin and Flew at Sly Foot
Pedro Threw Off the Dog Skin and Flew at Sly Foot
At this very minute, Pedro threw off the dog-skin and flew at Sly Foot, making a terrible noise, he said,
“Sly Foot, if you are not wise,I’ll peck out both your big, black eyes.”
“Sly Foot, if you are not wise,I’ll peck out both your big, black eyes.”
“Sly Foot, if you are not wise,I’ll peck out both your big, black eyes.”
“Sly Foot, if you are not wise,
I’ll peck out both your big, black eyes.”
Sly Foot cried, “Let me go, Sir, let me go, Sir, I really meant no harm whatever, it was just my little joke.”
Then Pedro flew on top of his head, and shouted in his ear,
“You may be a joker, wherever you are,But don’t you forget the doughnut jar.”
“You may be a joker, wherever you are,But don’t you forget the doughnut jar.”
“You may be a joker, wherever you are,But don’t you forget the doughnut jar.”
“You may be a joker, wherever you are,
But don’t you forget the doughnut jar.”
Then Sly Foot howled, “Let me go, Sir, let me go, Sir.”
Pedro said,
“Will you leave the Curly-Tails alone,And be content with a turkey bone?”
“Will you leave the Curly-Tails alone,And be content with a turkey bone?”
“Will you leave the Curly-Tails alone,And be content with a turkey bone?”
“Will you leave the Curly-Tails alone,
And be content with a turkey bone?”
Sly Foot promised, and Pedro gave him a little peck on his head as he let him go.
By and by when Sly Foot had run away, Curly-Tail set up a shout, for the Fourteen Little Darling Dogs were coming to meet them.
They cried,
“Hurrah, hurrah, this is very jolly,Hurrah, hurrah, for our own dear Polly.”
“Hurrah, hurrah, this is very jolly,Hurrah, hurrah, for our own dear Polly.”
“Hurrah, hurrah, this is very jolly,Hurrah, hurrah, for our own dear Polly.”
“Hurrah, hurrah, this is very jolly,
Hurrah, hurrah, for our own dear Polly.”
Pedro replied,
“I will bite off your ears, you little dears,And peck out the eyes of the next one who cries, ‘POLLY’!”
“I will bite off your ears, you little dears,And peck out the eyes of the next one who cries, ‘POLLY’!”
“I will bite off your ears, you little dears,And peck out the eyes of the next one who cries, ‘POLLY’!”
“I will bite off your ears, you little dears,
And peck out the eyes of the next one who cries, ‘POLLY’!”
Curly-Tail had once been to school, and learned a real yell, so he cried,
“What’s the matter with Pedro?He’s all right,Who’s all right?Pedro.Who says so?WE ALL SAY SO.PEDRO.”
“What’s the matter with Pedro?He’s all right,Who’s all right?Pedro.Who says so?WE ALL SAY SO.PEDRO.”
“What’s the matter with Pedro?He’s all right,Who’s all right?Pedro.Who says so?WE ALL SAY SO.PEDRO.”
“What’s the matter with Pedro?
He’s all right,
Who’s all right?
Pedro.
Who says so?
WE ALL SAY SO.
PEDRO.”
The Fourteen Little Darling Dogs said when they got near the house,
“Daddy Do-Little is fast asleep,Let us creep in and quiet keep.”
“Daddy Do-Little is fast asleep,Let us creep in and quiet keep.”
“Daddy Do-Little is fast asleep,Let us creep in and quiet keep.”
“Daddy Do-Little is fast asleep,
Let us creep in and quiet keep.”
Pedro flew in the open window.
His cage door was open.
He jumped up on his perch and began soon to swing to and fro on his little swing.
The Fourteen Little Darling Dogs sat down in their fourteen little green rocking chairs, and began to rock to and fro, to and fro.
Curly-Tail went after his tail and then Daddy Do-Little woke up saying,
“I had a very pleasant dream,I thought I heard old Pedro scream.”
“I had a very pleasant dream,I thought I heard old Pedro scream.”
“I had a very pleasant dream,I thought I heard old Pedro scream.”
“I had a very pleasant dream,
I thought I heard old Pedro scream.”
Then they all laughed and made a great noise until Daddy Do-Little shook his Japanese Parasol, and pounded on the floor with it to bring the whole company to order.
Once again they all shouted, “Hurrah, hurrah!”