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A Victorian anthology, 1837-1595
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476
" 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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