And raising our shoe, gave some terrible slaps,
Which made the mosquito's quietus.
Quickly and gladly we turned from the dead,
And left him all smash'd and gory;
We blew out the candle, and popped into bed,
And determined to tell you the story!"
And raising our shoe, gave some terrible slaps,
Which made the mosquito's quietus.
Quickly and gladly we turned from the dead,
And left him all smash'd and gory;
We blew out the candle, and popped into bed,
And determined to tell you the story!"