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 Now you can tell everybody Belinda's age. Six. With a good poem like this one doesn't want to be in a hurry.

Belinda's cap was mauve and red— A pity that it wasn't blue— But it was red and mauve instead, And very pretty colors, too.

I think I shall go straight on to the next verse without saying anything about that one.

Belinda had a bathing-gown Which had been brown a week before; The envy of her native town The bathing-gown Belinda wore!

I like that verse. Besides being good poetry, it explains everything. You see, Belinda's Aunt Rotunda had given her the beautiful cap, and when Belinda went to dig castles in the sand, she decided to wear the cap to keep the sun off her head, but