Classic Poem

(The Molly Type)

1.

On Springfield mountain there did dwell
A comely youth I knew full well,
Ri tu ri nu, ri tu di na,
Ri tu di nu, ri tu di na.

2.

One Monday morning he did go
Down in the meadow for to mow.

3.

He scarce had mow-ed half the field,
When a PESKY SARPENT bit his heel.

4.

He took his scythe and with a blow
He laid the pesky Sarpent low.

5.

He took the Sarpent in his hand,
And straitway went to Molly Bland.

6.

Oh Molly, Molly, here you see
The Pesky Sarpent what bit me.

7.

Now Molly had a ruby lip
With which the pizen she did sip.

8.

But Molly had a rotten tooth,
Which the Pizen struck and kill'd 'em both.

9.

The neighbors found that they were dead,
So laid them both upon one bed.

10.

And all their friends both far and near
Did cry and howl they were so dear.

11.

Now all you maids a warning take,
From Molly Bland and Tommy Blake.

12.

And mind when you're in love, don't pass
Too near to patches of high grass.