| Lyrics: | LITTLE WILLIE
Little Willie, in bows annd sashes
Fell in the fire and was burnt to
ashes,
Nowadays when the weather gets chilly
Nobody likes to poke up
Willie.
Willie and three other brats
Ate up all the Rough-On-Rats;
Papa said,
when Mama cried,
"Don't worry, dear, they'll die outside."
Little Willie, mean as
hell
Threw his sister in the well
Mama said, when drawing water,
"Gee, it's hard to
raise a daughter."
Little Willie, from the mirror
Licked the mercury all
off;
Thinking, in his childish error
It would cure the whooping cough.
At the funeral
Willie's mother
Said to Mrs. Brown,
"'Twas a chilly day for Willie
When the mercury
went down."
Sings, more or less, to Turkey in the Straw
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