Little Willie, from the mirror
Licked the mercury all off;
Thinking, in his childish error
It would cure the whooping cough.
At the funeral Willie's mother
Said to Mrs. Brown,
'Twas a chilly day for Willie
When the mercury went down."
Ruthless Rhymes for Heartless Homes", pseudonymous author given as "Col. D. Streamer" (actually Harry Graham) [published 1890's]
The Pax home has been hit with Whooping cough, rendering Mr.B. seriously unwell (coughing fits that result in blacking out = not good). He's about mid-point of the 6 week illness and lucky lucky me is entering about the second week of it [I'm off to the Doctor tomorrow for some cough-suppressing meds].
Irregular blog posting will resume once things get back to "normal* around here - until then let me leave you to more of Poor Willie's adventures...
Little Willie, mean as hell
Threw his sister in the well
Mama said, when drawing water,
"Gee, it's hard to raise a daughter."
Willie, in a rage insane
Threw his head beneath a train
All were quite surprised to find
How it broadened Willie's mind