THE LITTLE DOG-WOGGY
A Little Dog-WoggyOnce walked round the World:So he shut up his house; and, forgettingHis two puppy-childrenLocked in there, he curledUp his tail in pink bombazine netting,And set outTo walk roundThe World.He walked to Chicago,And heard of the Fair—Walked on to New York, where henever,—In fact, he discoveredThat many folks thereThought less of Chicago than ever,As he musing-Ly walked roundThe World.He walked on to Boston,And round Bunker Hill,Bow-wowed, but no citizen heerd him—Till he ordered his baggageAnd called for his bill,And then, bless their souls! how they cheered him,As he gladlyWalked on roundThe World.He walked and walked onFor a year and a day—Dropped down at his own door and panted,Till a teamster came drivingAlong the highwayAnd told him that house there was ha’ntedBy the two starve-Dest pups inThe World.
A Little Dog-WoggyOnce walked round the World:So he shut up his house; and, forgettingHis two puppy-childrenLocked in there, he curledUp his tail in pink bombazine netting,And set outTo walk roundThe World.He walked to Chicago,And heard of the Fair—Walked on to New York, where henever,—In fact, he discoveredThat many folks thereThought less of Chicago than ever,As he musing-Ly walked roundThe World.He walked on to Boston,And round Bunker Hill,Bow-wowed, but no citizen heerd him—Till he ordered his baggageAnd called for his bill,And then, bless their souls! how they cheered him,As he gladlyWalked on roundThe World.He walked and walked onFor a year and a day—Dropped down at his own door and panted,Till a teamster came drivingAlong the highwayAnd told him that house there was ha’ntedBy the two starve-Dest pups inThe World.
A Little Dog-WoggyOnce walked round the World:So he shut up his house; and, forgettingHis two puppy-childrenLocked in there, he curledUp his tail in pink bombazine netting,And set outTo walk roundThe World.
A Little Dog-Woggy
Once walked round the World:
So he shut up his house; and, forgetting
His two puppy-children
Locked in there, he curled
Up his tail in pink bombazine netting,
And set out
To walk round
The World.
He walked to Chicago,And heard of the Fair—Walked on to New York, where henever,—In fact, he discoveredThat many folks thereThought less of Chicago than ever,As he musing-Ly walked roundThe World.
He walked to Chicago,
And heard of the Fair—
Walked on to New York, where henever,—
In fact, he discovered
That many folks there
Thought less of Chicago than ever,
As he musing-
Ly walked round
The World.
He walked on to Boston,And round Bunker Hill,Bow-wowed, but no citizen heerd him—Till he ordered his baggageAnd called for his bill,And then, bless their souls! how they cheered him,As he gladlyWalked on roundThe World.
He walked on to Boston,
And round Bunker Hill,
Bow-wowed, but no citizen heerd him—
Till he ordered his baggage
And called for his bill,
And then, bless their souls! how they cheered him,
As he gladly
Walked on round
The World.
He walked and walked onFor a year and a day—Dropped down at his own door and panted,Till a teamster came drivingAlong the highwayAnd told him that house there was ha’ntedBy the two starve-Dest pups inThe World.
He walked and walked on
For a year and a day—
Dropped down at his own door and panted,
Till a teamster came driving
Along the highway
And told him that house there was ha’nted
By the two starve-
Dest pups in
The World.