Tom. Yes, he’s a-dancing yet, I think, Unless he’s stopped to rest. You ought to see your sheep, Bo Peep! They danced their very best. The crumpled-horn cow and the old bell-wether Danced the Virginia Reel together.
Sweet Betty Blue danced with a clumsy clam! It was funny as it could be, When she danced with a beautiful striped snake Who curled most fantastically! And a toad and a polliwog danced in the shade With the butcher’s boy and the barber’s maid. Let’s have a dance, now! (Puts pipe to lips.)
Mother Goose (taking pipe away). Oh, no, you don’t! Sir Tom, I rather think we won’t. I’ll keep for a while this pretty toy. My joints are too stiff to prance, my boy.
Tom (taking shoe from pocket, and handing it to Betty Blue). Here’s your new shoe, sweet Betty Blue.
Betty Blue (taking it and striking him with it). I think you’re a horrid boy, I do!
(Dingty Diddlety comes in. [All sing. Tune: No. 3.])
All. Here’s Dingty Diddlety, my Mammy’s maid. Oh, she stole oranges, I am afraid! There’s some in her pocket, and some in her sleeve, For she stole oranges, I do believe!
Dingty. I didn’t! I didn’t, Ma!
Mother Hubbard. Undo your sleeve, And turn out your pocket.
Old Woman. I railly believe Thet she did! They’re a terrible set, you see, All but this dear little maid by me.