baby ditty

[madamesilverspurs]

I so tired, I so weary.
Pick I up and call I 'dearie'.

I so cold I nearly fweeze!
Pick I up and warm I pweeze!

Who took I from that warm, warm spot
And put I on this cold, cold pot
And made I go when I could not?

Mommmeeeee, I fru-uuuu!
pphhhhtttt O no I not!




(It's probably been forty years since I last thought of that thing. Don't know who wrote it or where it came from. But for some reason it just popped into my head this afternoon. Should I be worried? Anyhoo.)