"ROBERT OF LINCOLN."
"Bob-o-link, bob-o-link, reed-bird, butter-bird,
All through the country his jingle is gaily heard;
Reveling in rice-fields he sweeps through the South,
While wheat, corn, and barley-fields welcome him North,
And Bobby is wild with his singing and chatter,
So saucily calling with rattle and clatter,
Bob-o-link, bob-o-link, Tom-denny, Tom-denny,
Come-now-and-pay-me-that-two-shillings-one-penny,
No,-I'll-not-wait-for-a-day-nor-a-minute,
So-pay-me-up-quick-or-you'll-get-your-foot-in-it;--
Chink-a-chee, chink-a-chee, chink-a-chee, chin-it,
Yes,-pay-me-up-quick,-or-you'll-get-your-foot-in-it."
LIMPY-DIMPY-DINGLE.
Limpy-dimpy-dingle, chicky-bid would stray
To the trap that had been set for weasels, many a day,
Limpy-dimpy-dingle, chicky-bid walked in,
And the trap its teeth shut up, on chicky-biddy's shin.
Limpy-dimpy-dingle, chicky-bid is brought,
And her leg, so sore and big, we bathe with water hot.
Limpy-dimpy-dingle, here's a broken bone,
All so rough,--but close enough we bring the ends, right soon. [{139}]
Limpy-dimpy-dingle, strips of paste-board cut,
We will place with care and grace, from thigh to trembling foot
Limpy-dimpy-dingle, softest cotton, too,
Just within the paste-board thin, to fit around so true.
Limpy-dimpy-dingle, now with tape or band,
Neatly wind, and closely bind, with deft and skillful hand.
Limpy-dimpy-dingle, nature'll do the rest,
And soon will knit the bone to fit, as good as very best.
CASTLE WONDERFUL.