Ce

Naughty Puss.

O, naughty puss! go far from me,
Or I shall catch another flea :
For nurse declares, and ’tis no jest,
That vermin often cats infest.

Pt Rt

When I was a Bachelor.

HEN I was a bachelor—a poor, unlucky elf—

All my strings and buttons I just stitched on for myself,
Till my landlady and her small fry they led me such a life,
I was forced to go.to London to bring me back a wife.
When the roads were all so slippery from frost and trodden snow,
My wife her head discovered where she just had placed her toe ;
And was so shook her very look did all my feelings harrow :
’Twas vain to talk, she could not walk, so was wheeled home in a barrow.

Prat SK

Tom the Tinker's Son.

OM, Tom, the tinker’s son,
Stole a pig and away he run ;
The pig they did eat and Tom they did beat,
Till he went roaring down the street.

Tom, Tom, the tinker’s son,

Stole a pie and away he run ;

The pie he ate and his mother did fret,

For Tom in the lock-house a month did get.

MORAL.

For a boy who can purloin what isn’t his own,
Should first be well whipped and then sent to prison.