Old Woman. Yes, naughty boy, and you stole my wood! I’d like to get a holt of you!
Willie. Don’t you wish you could?
(She tries to catch him. He dodges in and out, and Georgie begins to tease her babies, which brings her back to them.)
Old Woman. Your boys, Mother Goose, air as bad as kin be. I’d wallop ’em well, if they b’longed to me.
(All sing. Tune: No. 11.)
No. 11. WEE WILLIE WINKIE.
All. Wee Willie Winkie ran through the town, Up hill and down hill in his nightgown; Getting into mischief, fast as he could go. Naughty Willie Winkie needs whipping, we all know.
Old Woman. Yes, yes, that he do! He needs it bad. I wish I’d the training of that little lad.