Published in the Southern Cross Annual for Children, volume two, in the 1920s.

I am so awf'ly tired of school!
- I've read my tables through
I wish I could go out to play
- And two times one are two.

The bees are humming just outside
And on the heather moor
The butterflies flit to and fro:
- But two times two are four.

My little bunny waits for me
And all my yellow chicks:
I'm sure they don't like being alone
- Well two times three are six.

And oh, it's hard that boys must learn
The tables that they hate.
When everything is gay outside;
- And two times four are eight.