Joy is the rainbow-lollipop-big-as-your-face that daddy brings you to lick on and bite at and hide behind and pet the cat with . . . Take a bath, says a mother tugging at your sticky hands and scowling at her headache and scowling at her headache...
"The Little Girl Said,"
Sketch: Vol. 43
, Article 10.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol43/iss3/10