Mother Hubbard's old dog Tray,
If this account be true,
Had not an equal, I dare say,
Come tell me, what think you?
OLD Mother Hubbard
Went to her cupboard,
To give her poor dog a bone;
When she came there
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
She went to the baker's
To buy him some bread,
When she came back
The dog was dead!
