Jump upon the tub then,
Pull with might and main,
Up and down, and up and down,
Now it comes like rain.
Dear me children what a rout,
Tell me how it all fell out.
“Please Mamma, it’s Tommy’s fault,”
“No it isn’t, its Theresa’s.”
“He filled the baby’s mouth with salt.”
“She plucked the kitten with the tweezers.”
“They won’t let me do my sum.”
“Bob I wish you’d stop that squealing.”
“Willie’s hit me on the thumb.”
“Look at Charlotte, she is stealing.”
Dear me what a horrid noise,
Go to bed both girls and boys.
Jenny, come again and play,
And don’t so sulky be,
I merely took your ball away,
And hid it in a tree.