Willie looking in the gun,
Pulls the trigger just for fun.
Mother says in tones so pained,
"Willie is so scatter-brained!"
Willie, in a rage insane
Threw his head beneath a train
All were quite surprised to find
How it broadened Willie's mind.
Willie saw some dynamite,
Couldn't understand it quite;
Curiosity never pays.
It rained Willie seven days.
Willie got sick so bad
He took the coldstops that he had
bleeding out of his nose
Now he is the new-york magazine's front cover pose
Willie, walking down the track
Couldn’t hear the engine squeal.
Now the engine’s coming back
Scraping Willie off the wheel.
Willie fell down the elevator,
Wasn't found 'till six days later.
Then the neighbors sniffed, "Gee whiz!
What a spoiled child Willie is!"
Willie' walking through the rain
Spied a pit bull on a chain.
Reached out to pet it,
Quiet as a mouse.
Funeral tomorrow
At Willie's house.
まほ～
