Little boy Bluet, come blow me your horn,
The cow's in the meadow, the sheep in the corn:
But where is the little boy tenting the sheep?
He's under the hay-cock fast asleep.
Pussy cat, pussy cat, wilt thou be mine,
Thou shalt neither wash dishes nor feed the swine:
But sit on a cushion and sew a silk seam,
And eat fine strawberries, sugar, and cream.
Danty baby diddy,
What can mammy do wid'e,
But sit in a lap,
And give 'un a pap,
Sing danty baby diddy.
Dingle, dingle, doosey,
The cat's in the well;
The dog's away to Bellingen,
To buy the bairn a bell.[G]
[G] This is a Scottish ditty, on whirling round a piece of lighted paper to the child. The paper is called the dingle doosey.
I'll sing you a song,
Nine verses long,
For a pin;
Three and three are six,
And three are nine;
You are a fool,
And the pin is mine.