KATY-DID—KATY-DIDN'T.
WHO was Katy, who was she,
That you prate of her so long?
Was she just a little lassie
Full of smiles and wiles and song?
Did she spill the cups o' dew
Filled for helpless, thirsty posies?
Did she tie a butterfly
Just beyond the reach o' roses?
Slandered she some sweet dumb thing?
Called a tulip dull and plain,
Said the clover had no fragrance,
And the lily had a stain?
Did she mock the pansies' faces,
Or a grandpa-longlegs flout?
Did she chase the frightened fireflies
Till their pretty lamps went out?
Well, whatever 'twas, O Katy!
We believe no harm of you;
And we'll join your stanch defenders,
Singing "Katy-didn't," too.