A nice new pair of skates, my lad, for you;
Another girl’s. What can I find to please her?
Ah, here’s a tea set; don’t think that’s a teaser.
Another boy’s! Ho, this will never do,—
Hole in the heel; a present would drop through;
A ball of yarn will make him wiser grow;
’Twill mend his stocking and his habits too.
What monster’s this? It must be Bridget’s, sure;
’Twould hold all I have brought, I fear much more.
A nice new gingham dress—a good warm shawl—