Along
time
ago
,
there
lived
an
old
poet
,
a
____________________
kind
old
poet
.
As
he
was
sitting
one
evening
in
his
room
,
a
____________________
storm
arose
without
,
and
the
rain
____________________
down
from
heaven
;
but
the
old
poet
sat
____________________
and
comfortable
in
his
chimney
-
comer
,
where
the
fire
____________________
and
the
roasting
apple
____________________
.
"
Those
who
have
not
a
roof
over
their
heads
will
be
wetted
to
the
skin
,
"
said
the
good
old
poet
.
"
Oh
let
me
in
!
Let
me
in
!
I
am
cold
,
and
I'm
so
wet
!
"
exclaimed
____________________
a
child
that
stood
____________________
at
the
door
and
____________________
for
____________________
,
while
the
rain
____________________
down
,
and
the
wind
made
all
the
____________________
rattle
.
"
Poor
thing
!
"
said
the
old
poet
,
as
he
____________________
to
open
the
door
.
There
____________________
a
little
boy
,
____________________
naked
,
and
the
water
ran
down
from
his
long
____________________
hair
;
he
____________________
with
cold
,
and
had
he
not
come
into
a
____________________
room
he
would
most
certainly
have
____________________
in
the
____________________
tempest
.
