Mistress Mary. And me a new watering-pot.
Jack Horner. And me a new pie.
Simple Simon. I’d like some pie, too.
Jack. And Miss Muffet, here, wants a new tuffet.
Miss Muffet. And a new spider—a yellow one.
Mother Goose. What children you are! Poor old Santa Claus! Hasn’t he enough to do now, without your teasing him for things?
Jack. But he never gives us anything.
All. Harry and Nell said so, too.
Jill. And they said he surely would if he only thought.
Jack. [Facing the rest, and striking an attitude.] Let’s make him think!