Except the wading for the Birds; And then, the Shining in the wet; —Oh, and the Rainbow, afterwards! [Pg 40] Church-Time t feels Forever without End, The time I have to stay. It's even harder to keep still Than pray and pray and pray. The reading happens all the time; The praying rolls along; And something makes them always sing A long, long song. So when I've nearly gone to sleep, I make my Penny walk.— I walk it up and down, to hear The talk and talk and talk. And if I lose it on the floor Before they pass the Plate, Why then there's nothing more to do