All. Little Boy Blue, you should not sleep, And let your old cows run away with the sheep. While you’re asleep, Willie Winkie’s awake, And trouble he’s always sure to make.
(Curly Locks comes in. Boy Blue looks at her admiringly.)
Mother Goose. What have you been up to, Curly Locks?
Curly Locks. Embroidering my new silk socks.
Old Woman. One wasn’t in mischief! Who’d think it, now? I’ll put a red mark down for that, I vow!
(Jill turns toward Old Woman, and makes a face.)
You stop making faces, young sass-box, at me! You’re homely enough, young gal, as you be.
(Boy Blue who has been “making up” to Curly Locks, sings. Tune: No. 18.)
No. 18. CURLY LOCKS.
