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Grown-Up Talk

Half-Past-Six and I were talking
In a very grown-up way;
We had got so tired with running
That we did not want to play.

“How do babies come, I wonder,”
He said, looking at the sky,
“Does God mix the things together
An’ just make it-like a pie?”

I was really not quite certain,
But it sounded very nice;
It was all that we could think of,
Besides a book said “sugar and spice.”

Half-Past-Six said He’s so clever
Cleverer than me, I mean…
“I suppose God makes the black ones
When the saucepan isn’t clean.”


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Poem Grown-Up Talk - Katherine Mansfield