Rock-a-bye Baby. He did look funny, Jacky. I laughed right out loud, And Humpty got dweffully mad. He said a big swear word! He did, truly, Ma, And called me a name that was bad.
Humpty. I never, Ma, honest!
Rock-a-bye Baby. You did, too. You called Me a gweat gwinning monkey, so there! And you said “By Jiminy!” when you fell down, And that was a dwefful big swear. He was twying to get in my cwadle to swing, But the bough wouldn’t hold him at all. It bwoke, with the cwadle and Humpty and me, And he got a dwefful bad fall.
(All sing. Tune: No. 7.)
No. 7. HUMPTY DUMPTY.
All. Humpty Dumpty hung from a tree, Waving slim legs gracefully. Down came the bough and the cradle and all— Dear little Humpty Dumpty set up a loud squall.
Humpty. I didn’t squall, did I, Baby B.?
Rock-a-bye Baby. No. He sweared, but he didn’t bawl.