A Victorian anthology, 1837-1595
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" THE LAND OF WONDER-WANDER "
TOPSY-TURVY WORLD
IF the butterfly courted the bee,
And the owl the porcupine ;
If churches were built in the sea,
And three times one was nine ;
If the pony rode his master,
If the buttercups ate the cows,
If the cats had the dire disaster
To be worried, sir, by the mouse ;
If mamma, sir, sold the baby
To a gypsy for half a crown ;
If a gentleman, sir, was a lady,
The world would be Upside-down !
If any or all of these wonders
Should ever come about,
I should not consider them blunders,
For I should be Inside-out !
Chorus
Ba-ba, black wool,
Have you any sheep ?
Yes, sir, a packfull,
Creep, mouse, creep 1
Four-and-twenty little maids
Hanging out the pie,
Out jump ' d the honey-pot,
Guy Fawkes, Guy !
Cross latch, cross latch,
Sit and spin the fire ;
When the pie was open ' d,
The bird was on the brier !
POLLY
BROWN eyes,
Straight nose ;
Dirt pies,
Itumpled clothes ;
Torn books,
Spoilt toys ;
Arch looks,
Unlike a boy ' s ;
Little rages,
Obvious arts ;
(Three her age is,)
Cakes, tarts ;
Falling down
Off chairs ;
Breaking crown
Down stairs ;
Catching flies
On the pane ;
Deep sighs,
Cause not plain ;
Bribing you
With kisses
For a few
Farthing blisses ;
Wide awake,
As you hear,
" Mercy ' s sake,
Quiet, dear ! "
New shoes,
New frock,
Vague views
Of what ' s o ' clock,
When it ' s time
To go to bed,
And scorn sublime
For what it said ;
Folded hands,
Saying prayers,
Understands
Not, nor cares ;
Thinks it odd,
Smiles away ;
Yet may God
Hear her pray !
Bedgown white,
Kiss Dolly;
Goodnight !
That ' s Polly.
Fast asleep,
As you see ;
Heaven keep
My girl for me !
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