Two naughty little people
Had a quarrel one sad day,
Each said that with the other,
She never more would play.
And so upon each other
Their little backs they turned,
And all the old time fondness
Alas! they coldly spurned.
But oh! their angry hearts grew weary,
The anger died away,
Each hoped that soon the other
Would have a word to say.
Each waited, oh! how sadly!
Each moved a little near,
And each "around the corner"
Began, at last, to peer.
Then Nellie held her dolly
To Annie with a smile:
"You may have it if you want to.
An play with it awhile."
Then Annie quickly followed
The rule she knew was right:
"I've got an apple, Nellie,
I'll give you a big bite."
And somehow the sweet faces
Met fair and square at last,
And kisses sweet and loving
Sent the quarrel flying fast.