Who is going round my fine stony house?
Only Daddy Dingo.
Don’t take any of my fine chicks.
Only this one, O!
—Ellesmere (Burne’s Shropshire Folk-lore, p. 520).
Who is that walking round my stone-wall?
Only little Johnnie Nero.
Well, don’t you steal any of my fat sheep!
I stole one last night and gave it a lock of hay,
Here come I to take another away.
—Sporle, Norfolk (Miss Matthews).
Who’s that going round my pretty garden?
Only Jacky Jingo.
Don’t you steal any of my fat sheep!
Oh, no I won’t; oh, yes I will; and if I do I’ll take them one by one, so out comes Jacky Jingo.
—Ogbourne, Wilts. (H. S. May).