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Willie with a fearful curse,
Flung the coffee pot at nurse.
As it struck her on the nose,
Father said: “How straight he throws!”
An earlier version of this verse was published in The Westminster Problems Book, 1908.
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Little Willie had a mirror,
And he licked the back all off,
Vainly thinking, in his terror,
It would cure the whooping-cough.
At the fun’ral said his mother
To her neighbor, Mrs. Brown,
“‘Twas a chilly day for Willie
When the mercury went down.”
An obvious rewrite of one of the earliest “Little Willies” published as early as 1895.
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Willie in the cauldron fell, —
See the grief on mother’s brow;
Mother loved her darling well, —
Willie’s quite hard-boiled by now.
An obvious rewrite of Harry Graham’s ruthless rhyme “Baby” published in 1901.
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Willie poisoned Auntie’s tea,
Auntie died in agony.
Uncle came and looked quite vexed,
“Really, Will,” said he, “what next?”
An earlier version of this verse was published in the book A Chamber of Horrors with Profane Passages in 1896.
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Willie, dressed in best of sashes,
Got in the grate and burnt to ashes;
Pretty soon the room grew chilly,
But no one liked to poke up Willie.
This is an obvious rewrite of Harry Graham’s ruthless rhyme “Tender Heartedness” published in 1901.