RICHARD'S REFORMATION
Miss Lucy was a charming child,
She never said, "I wont";
If little Dick her playthings spoil'd
She said, "Pray, Dicky, don't."
He took her waxen doll one day,
And bang'd it round and round;
Then tore its legs and arms away,
And threw them on the ground.
His good mamma was angry quite,
And Lucy's tears ran down;
But Dick went supperless that night,
And since has better grown.