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"What makes you cry, my little la.s.s, And get your eyes so red?"
"I saw a cruel gardener cut A poor old cabbage head."
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"What makes you run, my little la.s.s?
You're almost out of breath."
"A pumpkin made a face at me, And scared me half to death."
TIMMY O'TOOLE
When Timmy O'Toole Was going to school He picked up a package of gum.
He treated the preacher And Sunday-school teacher, And gave a policeman some.
A MAN CAME FROM MALDEN
A man came from Malden to buy a blue goose.
And what became of the gander?
He went and got tipsy on blackberry juice, And that was the end of the gander.
BARON BATTEROFF
The mighty baron, Batteroff, Raised a whale in a watering trough.
When the whale grew large and fat He ate the baron's brindle cat.
But p.u.s.s.y, once inside the whale, Began to tickle with her tail.
This the monster could not stand, And spewed her out upon dry land.
That night, when all was fine as silk And she had supped her bread and milk, She grinned and told old Batteroff How she got the whale to cough.
SIX LITTLE SALMON
I sing a funny song from away out west, Of six little salmon with their hats on; How they all left home--but I forget the rest-- The six little salmon with their hats on.
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TO GARRY ON THE TOOT-TOOT
Oh, I want to go to Garry On the toot-toot, toot-toot, You and I together On the toot-toot, toot-toot.
Go run and ask your mother For some kind of cake or other, And a bit of cotton wadding For your ball-suit.
Get your bobber and a bat, And be back as quick as scat, For we've got to go to Garry On the toot-toot.
DOUBBLEDOON
Bobbin rode a rocking-horse 'Way down to Doubbledoon, He told his little sister He'd be back that afternoon.
But maybe after all she didn't Understand him right, For he wasn't back again Till the middle of the night.
And what did little Bobbin see 'Way down at Doubbledoon?
He saw a crazy Arab Throwing bubbles at the moon, A monkey making faces And a rabbit in a rage, A parrot shouting "Murder!"
From the ceiling of his cage.
At last a yellow jumping-jack, A camel, and a c.o.o.n, Chased poor little Bobbin All the way from Doubbledoon.
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THE PARTY
Billy Bluebird had a party In an elder tree, But the little black-eyed smarty Didn't ask us to his party Neither you nor me.
This is what they had for dinner, For I peeked to see: Apple seeds and beetle finner, And for drink the little sinner Gave them tansy tea.
But there came an awful clatter From that elder tree, When he served them on a platter Hopper-hash and brick-dust batter Trimmed with celery!
All the folks were hale and hearty, Happy as could be; And that little black-eyed smarty Left out of his funny party Only you and me.
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