At the Garden Gate

Who so late
at the garden gate?
Emily, Kate,
and John.
" John,
where have you been?
It's after six;
Supper is on,
And you've been gone
An hour,
John! "
" We've been, we've been,
We've just been over
The field, " said
John.
(Emily, Kate,
and John.)

Who so late
at the garden gate?
Emily, Kate,
and John.
" John,
what have you got? "
" A whopping toad.
Isn't he big?
He's a terrible
Load.
(We found him
A little ways
Up the road, "
said Emily,
Kate,
and John.)

Who so late
at the garden gate?
Emily, Kate,
and John.
" John,
put that thing down!
Do you want to get warts? "
(They all three have 'em
By last
Reports.)
Still, finding toads
Is the best of
Sports,
Say Emily,
Kate,
and John.
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