'Fetch the block we chop the wood on.'
'Oh, mother! Oh, mother! Don't kill me!'
'Bring the axe.'
'Oh, mother! Oh, mother! Don't kill me!'
'Put your head on the block.'
'Oh, mother! Oh, mother! Don't kill me!'
But the mother chopped off her head, and cooked it for dinner. When the father came home, he asked what there was for dinner.
'Sheep's head,' replied the mother.
'Where's Orange?'
'Not come from school yet.'