Mister Fox
FOX went out in a hungry plight,And he begg'd of the moon to give
him light,
For he'd many miles to trot that night
And first he came to a farmer's yard,
Where the ducks and geese declared
it hard
That their nerves should be shaken and
their rest be marr'd
He took the great goose by the sleeve,
Says he, "Madam Goose, and by your
leave
I'll take you away without reprieve,
He seized the black duck by the neck,
And swung her all across his back,
The black duck cried out, "quack!
quack! quack!"
With her legs hanging dangling
Then old Mrs. Slipper-slopper jump'd
out of bed,
And out of the window she popp'd
her head,—
"John, John, John, the gray goose is
gone,
Then John he went up to the hill,
And he blew a blast both loud and
shrill,
Says the fox, "this is very pretty
music—still
At last the fox got home to his den;
To his dear little foxes, eight, nine, ten,
Says he, "you're in luck, here's a good
fat duck,
With her legs hanging dangling
down, O!"
He then sat down with his hungry
wife,
They did very well without fork or
knife,
They never ate a better goose in all
their life,
And the little ones picked the
bones, O!
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FOX went out in a hungry plight,And he begg'd of the moon to give
him light,
For he'd many miles to trot that night
And first he came to a farmer's yard,
Where the ducks and geese declared
it hard
That their nerves should be shaken and
their rest be marr'd
He took the great goose by the sleeve,
Says he, "Madam Goose, and by your
leave
I'll take you away without reprieve,
He seized the black duck by the neck,
And swung her all across his back,
The black duck cried out, "quack!
quack! quack!"
With her legs hanging dangling
Then old Mrs. Slipper-slopper jump'd
out of bed,
And out of the window she popp'd
her head,—
"John, John, John, the gray goose is
gone,
Then John he went up to the hill,
And he blew a blast both loud and
shrill,
Says the fox, "this is very pretty
music—still
At last the fox got home to his den;
To his dear little foxes, eight, nine, ten,
Says he, "you're in luck, here's a good
fat duck,
With her legs hanging dangling
down, O!"
He then sat down with his hungry
wife,
They did very well without fork or
knife,
They never ate a better goose in all
their life,
And the little ones picked the
bones, O!
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