THE old cat o' nine tails is comin' 'round agin, And the way he worries children sometimes is a sin; He grabs 'em by the collar, an' he yanks 'em by the clothes And reaches for a tender place. Why, what do you suppose Will happen if you're impident an' set aroun' an' grin? Well, I'll have to call the cat o' nine tails in -- Have to call him in; yes, have to call him in; in. tails cat o' nine old I'll have to call the old cat o' nine tails in. old cat o' nine tails in. Are you sassy to yer father, are you fibbin' to yer mother? Are you quarrelin' with yer sister an' a-pinchin' of yer brother, Do you "ring around the rosey" till you have a dizzy feelin', And you think yer goin' 'roun' an' 'roun' an' walkin' on the ceilin'? Well, you better stop yer screechin' an' a-makin' such a din, Er I'll have to call the old cat o' nine tails in -- Have to call him in; yes, have to call him in; in. tails cat o' nine old I'll have to call the old cat o' nine tails in. old cat o' nine tails in. Do you allers mind your manners when company is come? Er do you git upstairs 'nd yell, 'nd stomp around 'nd drum? Do you show off at the table, too, 'nd try to act up smart, 'Nd p'int yer fingers at the things 'nd say: "Gimme a tart?" If some one doesn't dress you down I think it is a sin; So I'll have to call the old cat o' nine tails in -- Have to call 'im in; yes, have to call' im in; in. tails cat o' nine old I'll have to call the old cat o' nine tails in. old cat o' nine tails in. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUR WORLD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE LAY OF THE LABOURER by THOMAS HOOD THE WIND IN A FROLIC by WILLIAM HOWITT SONNET: 2. FEBRUARY AFTERNOON by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS A CRADLE SONG OF THE NIGHT WIND by WILLIS BOYD ALLEN ADOLESCENCE by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT THROUGH; A VISION OF VICTORY by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |