The Queen of Hearts
She made some tarts,
All on a summer's day;
The Knave of Hearts
He stole those tarts,
And took them clean away.
The King of Hearts
Called for the tarts,
And beat the knave full sore;
The Knave of Hearts
Brought back the tarts,
And vowed he'd steal no more.
As I said, I like to collect books for children, books with beautiful illustrations. This Calla edition is a beautifully illustrated book, not for them though. Besides the poem borrowed from The Mother Goose Rhymes and Maxfield Parrish illustrations, there was nothing literally that made much sense in it. As Alice in wonderland, the text is pathological. But at least I have a beautiful album with Maxfield Parrish illustrations and some text. I would remark that the space between the words is sometimes nonexistent, but then again so is the charm of this never ending story.
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