Little Dame Pansy.
Little dame pansy put on her best bonnet,
There wasn’t a ribbon or feather upon it,
And walking along through a path that was shady,
She happened to meet with a very old lady.
This very old lady, there was no denying,
Was very much troubled, her cap-strings were flying.
“O dear mistress pansy!” she cried, “I’ll go crazy!
For some one has stolen my loveliest daisy!”
“You ought to be thankful!” the little dame pansy