The Poetry Corner

The Plough Boy In Luck

By Walter Crane

1. My daddy is dead, but I can't tell you how; He left me six horses to follow the plough; With my whim wham waddle ho! Strim stram straddle ho! Bubble ho! pretty boy, over the brow. 2. I sold my six horses to buy me a cow; And wasn't that a pretty thing to follow the plough? With my, &c. 3. I sold my cow to buy me a calf, For I never made a bargain but I lost the best half. With my, &c. 4. I sold my calf to buy me a cat, To sit down before the fire to warm her little back. With my, &c. 5. I sold my cat to buy me a mouse, But she took fire in her tail and so burnt up my house. With my, &c.