As Charles his sisters sat between
An Apple Pie was brought;
Slily to get a piece unseen,
The little fellow thought.
A piece from off Sophia's plate
Into his mouth he flung;
But, ah! repentance came too late,
It burn'd his little tongue.
The tears ran trickling down his cheek,
It put him to such pain;
He said (as soon as he could speak)
"I'll ne'er do so again."
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