Did you think that Josephine Maud was asleep,
Lying down there on the floor in a heap?
Oh, deary me, no! you have made a mistake;
Josephine Maud was quite wide awake.
Then why did she lie there, so long, and so still?
I can’t bear to tell you, and yet—well, I will;
Josephine Maud was a sad, bad girl,
She threw down her doll with a toss and a whirl:
She crushed its pink nose, she tore off its wig,