My Treasury of Rhymes [antikvár]

The Robin and the Wren Fought about the porridge-pan; And ere the Robin got a spoon, The Wren had ate the porridge down. Bow! wow! wow! Whose dog art thou? Ym little Tommy Tinker's dog, Bow! wow! wow! Curly locks, Curly locks, Wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash dishes, Nor yet feed the swine; But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feed upon strawberries, 1 M v ?sugár and A--'o cream!