[!-- H2 --] IN GOOP ATTIRE I'll make you a dress of a towel, And trim it all over with soap, With a sponge for a hat And a wet one, at that! And then you'll be happy, I hope! You may act like a Goop, if you please, In garments constructed like these! But now, while you're dressed up so neatly, Don't wipe off your hands on your frock! The smooching that lingers When you wipe off your fingers, Will give your dear mother a shock! The result will be even more shocking, If you wipe off your shoes on your stocking!
I'll make you a dress of a towel, And trim it all over with soap, With a sponge for a hat And a wet one, at that! And then you'll be happy, I hope! You may act like a Goop, if you please, In garments constructed like these! But now, while you're dressed up so neatly, Don't wipe off your hands on your frock! The smooching that lingers When you wipe off your fingers, Will give your dear mother a shock! The result will be even more shocking, If you wipe off your shoes on your stocking!
[!-- H2 --] IMPOSSIBLE! There once was a Goop (it is hard to believe Such unpleasant behavior of you!) Who always was wiping his nose on his sleeve; I hope that this Goop wasn't you! He always was spitting (for fun, I suppose), I couldn't believe, it of you! And putting his fingers up into his nose; I KNOW that this Goop wasn't you!
IMPOSSIBLE! There once was a Goop (it is hard to believe Such unpleasant behavior of you!) Who always was wiping his nose on his sleeve; I hope that this Goop wasn't you! He always was spitting (for fun, I suppose), I couldn't believe, it of you! And putting his fingers up into his nose; I KNOW that this Goop wasn't you!
IMPOSSIBLE! There once was a Goop (it is hard to believe Such unpleasant behavior of you!) Who always was wiping his nose on his sleeve; I hope that this Goop wasn't you! He always was spitting (for fun, I suppose), I couldn't believe, it of you! And putting his fingers up into his nose; I KNOW that this Goop wasn't you!