Merry Words for Merry Children

MERRY WORDS FOR MERRY CHILDREN. By A Hoatson
Published by W. Hagelberg, London & New York. Printed by W. Hagelberg, Berlin.
JIM was a boy who was fond of clowns, And thought they were excellent fun; He talked so much of them and their ways, That one night he dreamed he was one.
He dreamed he was feeding five fat geese On boiled slate-pencils and rice: He said it was wholesome food for geese, But they said, “More wholesome than nice.”


HE dreamed that he set two geese to dance, While he took a fiddle and played. He said, “You look pretty and gay, my dears.” “We feel very tired,” they said.
“What, tired!” he said, “with that nice pink sash, “And that waistcoat of vivid blue?” Then he tried to teach them the way to sing— A thing geese never can do.


HE made them try to stand on their heads And wave their feet in the air, Although they said the pain in their necks Was more than a goose could bear.
He said that it didn’t hurt his back— He liked it, for his part; And all the geese declared he had A most unfeeling heart.