THE WAY I GROW 

I'm little when I want to go
To See a moving picture show.
And should I want to stay up late,
I'm small and bedtime's always eight.

I'm much to small to wear high heels
OR sit with grown-up folks at meals.
And lots of other nice things, too,
I find that I'm too small to do.

But if I've dirtied up my dress,
When company's come and I'm a mess,
Or cry when soap gets in my eyes,
Why, suddenly, I'm quite a size!

And then they say that I'm too big
To get as dirty as a pig.
And I'm too big they say, "For shame,
To cry about a little pain."

I'm big when it is being brave.
I'm big, they say, and must behave.
But when it's anything at all
That's fun--I'm always much too small.

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