Willie. Well, you haven’t.
Old Woman. No, boy; and it’s lucky for you.
Willie. And lucky for you, Old Woman, too!
Enter Mother Hubbard. All sing. Tune: No. 12.
No. 12. OLD MOTHER HUBBARD.
All. Old Mother Hubbard, she went to the cupboard To get her poor doggie some bread. When she got there, the cupboard was bare, So she ate the poor doggie instead.
Mother Hubbard. I’d have to be a-starving before I’d eat old Rover, The dearest doggie in the land. He’s worth you all, twice over.