  She wouldn't have on her naughty bib! She wouldn't get into her naughty crib! She wouldn't do this, and she wouldn't do that, And she would put her foot in her Sunday hat. She wouldn't look over her picture-book! She wouldn't run out to help the cook! She wouldn't be petted or coaxed or teased, And she would do exactly whatever she pleased. She wouldn't have naughty rice to eat! She wouldn't be gentle and good and sweet! She wouldn't give me one single kiss, And pray what could we do with a girl like this? We tickled her up, and we tickled her down, From her toddling toes to her curling crown. And we kissed her and tossed her, until she was fain To promise she wouldn't say "wouldn't" again. |
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