The Fairy Ching Lu And His Bothersome Queue

 

The Fairy Ching Lu and His Bothersome Queue
by Anna M. Scott

On a pink lily-petal sat little Ching Lu,
Trailing behind him his shiny black queque,
When along came a tadpole and tugged at his hair,
And over splashed Ching and his lily-boat fair.

As little Ching Lu from a cherry tree flew,
A twig sticking out caught the end of his queue.
"Help! Help!" cried Ching Lu to his friend Chickadee,
And the bird disentangled his queue from the tree.

Sang little Ching Lu, with a bowl full of rice,
"'Tis the best food of all, There's nothing so nice!"
But a jerk of his head gave a flop to he queuq
That knocked the good rice all over Ching Lu.

"Boo-hoo!" cried Ching Lu. "Now what shall I do?
I am always in trouble because of my queue!"
He whipped out his scissors without more ado,
And snipped off his bothersome,
silly, black queue!