Bricks and bones!
Sticks and stones!
I chased a thief through twenty zones.
I found his hat
On Ararat,
And hurried on as quick as scat.
In a day or two
I found his shoe
Where he had sailed for Timbuktu.
I met the goat
That ate his coat
Upon the road to Terre Haute.
At last all worn
And quite forlorn
I chased him up the Matterhorn.

SOMEBODY

Somebody give me a peanut,
Somebody give me a pear;
I want to go down to the circus
And feed all the animals there.

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CONSOLATION

A dime and a dollar
Took me by the collar
And whispered this word in my ear:
“We must leave you to-morrow,
But prithee don’t sorrow,
We’ll come back to see you next year.”

THE ROBIN AND THE SQUIRREL

Said the Robin to the Squirrel,
“How d’ you do?”
Said the Squirrel to the Robin,
“How are you?”
“Oh, I’ve got some cherry pies,
And a half a dozen flies,
And a kettle full of beetles on to stew.”