Little Dame Pansy.
Little dame pansy put on her best bonnet,
There wasn’t a ribbon or feather upon it,
And walking along through a path that was shady,
She happened to meet with a very old lady.
This very old lady, there was no denying,
Was very much troubled, her cap-strings were flying.
“O dear mistress pansy!” she cried, “I’ll go crazy!
For some one has stolen my loveliest daisy!”
“You ought to be thankful!” the little dame pansy
Made answer, “that some one has taken a fancy
To some of your children. Don’t be in a passion!
For daisies, you know, are the tip of the fashion!”