Maybe four, maybe five, not old yet at all,
She loved to make biscuits and, also mud pies
And cakes without yeast, tho they never would rise!
It was just lots of fun to do work like that
And use broken dishes, but sometimes the cat
Would jump on the table that stood 'neath a tree
And leave horrid foot-prints for others to see!
This was some years ago; now Virginia is ten
Or maybe a bit more, and baking again.
She's using flour now and what wonderful cake
And pies and sweet cookies Virginia does make!
And now mother smiles when she sits down to eat
And father is proud -of her wonderful feat.
And brother don't say yet he takes number two
So Virginia knows well that her cooking will do.
If making mud pies is the small daughter's wishes
Give her plenty of mud and the discarded dishes!
(Spring Hill, Kansas: New Era Publishing Co. 1939)