System

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Title:     System
Author: Robert Louis Stevenson [More Titles by Stevenson]

Every night my prayers I say,
And get my dinner every day;
And every day that I've been good,
I get an orange after food.

The child that is not clean and neat,
With lots of toys and things to eat,
He is a naughty child, I'm sure--
Or else his dear papa is poor.

[The end]
Robert Louis Stevenson's poem: System

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