Mrs. Ladybird

A children's story of a little Ladybird

Mrs. Ladybird

The cross Mrs. Ladybird,
Lives all alone.
Her house looks dark and empty,
Why, you would think no one is home!
No lights shine from the windows,
There is no welcome mat at the door,
I get the strange idea,
She wants no visitors.
She must be a lonely lady,
I know I would be.
How truly sad if I stayed home,
And no one called on me.