Children. Yes, Mother Goose, your party was just lovely!
Mother Goose. Thank you, dear children.
King Cole. Now, little folks, let us sing a good-by song to Mother Goose.
The girls (bowing to King Cole).
The king was in the counting room,
Counting out his money.
The boys (bowing to Mother Goose).
The queen was in the parlor,
Eating bread and honey.
All.
The maid was in the garden