Willy said to his sister,

"Please may I go with you?"

She said, "You must behave

Very nicely if you do."

"Please will you take me then

To look at the mill?"

"Yes," she said, "because you are

So very good—I will."

"The miller he is

So very white and kind;

And sprinkled all over

With the flour they grind.

"And the big heaps of corn

That lie upon the floor;

He will let me play with those

I am quite sure.

"I like to hear the wheel

Make such a rushing sound,

And see the pretty water

Go round, and round, and round.

"So take me to the mill,

For then you shall see

What a very, very good boy

I really mean to be."