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The Red Well-Read Reader

Story 127

Sailing with Steve

Eve, by noon tomorrow we shall leave
In a sailboat owned by Steve
The weather should be good, I believe.
Figure 8s and Ss we shall weave.
Through the dangerous shoals we shall reeve
But I’ll be certain to be home by eve.
Otherwise, my dearest Eve, you’ll peeve
And I, con•se•quent•ly, shall grieve.

Story 128

Learn These

Bees, the honey makers Squeeze the lemon

Breeze, the wind Squeeze the profits

Breeze, the cinch Sneeze, the cold

Fees, the expense Sneeze, the scoff

He’s the man Tees the ball

Louise, the girl Teas, the drinks

Peas, the vegetable Tease the hair

Pleas, the requests Tease the boys

Seize the prey Ease the pain

Seize the problem Ease the punishment

Sees the answer Wheeze, the sound

Seas, the water Wheeze, the joke

Freeze the water And she’s – well

Frieze, the art work She’s the sleaze

Grease the pan

Grease the squeak

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