Narrative Text : Little Jack Rollaround

 Once upon a time there was a wee little boy who slept in a tiny trundle-bed near his mother's great bed. The trundle-bed had castors on it could be rolled about, and there was nothing in the world the little boy liked so much as to have it rolled. When his mother came to bed he would cry "Roll me around!! roll me around!!" and his mother would put out her hand from big bed and push the little bed back and forth till she was tired. The little boy could never get enought ; so for this he was called "little jack roll around".

   One night he had made his mother roll him about, till she fell a sleep, and even then he kept criying, "roll me around!! roll me around!!" his mother pushed him about in her slept, until she fell to soundly a slumbering ; then she stopped. But little jack Roll around kept on criying, "Roll around!! roll around!!".