Little Orphan Annie and Billy Miller's Circus-Show

 
'At the GOBBLE-UNS 'll git ye —
Ef you Don't
Watch out!"
 
 
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,
An make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep;
An all us other childern, when the supper things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun
A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,
An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you
Ef you Don't
Watch Out!
 
 
Onc't they was a little boy wouldn't say his prayers, —
So when he went to bed at night, away up stairs,
His Mammy heerd him holler, an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,
An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wasn't there at all!