On the floor, say your prayers!"
and chant some childish gibberish, during which no one must laugh on pain of a forfeit. After this, all sing:—
"The house of the priest it cracked like a cup.
Half fell down and half stood up.
Sir Priest, Sir Priest, now tell us aright,
In whose house did you sleep last night?
Priest.With the rose slept I.
Rose.Fie, O fie!
I never saw your tonsured head.
Priest. Then with whom did you make your bed?