A little book of tribune verse A number of hitherto uncollected poems, grave and gay |
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THE AWFUL BUGABOO.
There was an awful Bugaboo,
Whose eyes were red and hair was Blue;
His teeth were Long and Sharp and White,
And he went Prowling 'round at night.
Whose eyes were red and hair was Blue;
His teeth were Long and Sharp and White,
And he went Prowling 'round at night.
A little girl was Tucked in Bed,
A pretty Night Cap on her Head;
Her mamma heard her Pleading say,
“Oh, do not take the Lamp away!”
A pretty Night Cap on her Head;
Her mamma heard her Pleading say,
“Oh, do not take the Lamp away!”
But mamma took away the Lamp
And oh, the Room was Dark and Damp;
The little girl was scared to Death,
She did not Dare to draw her Breath.
And oh, the Room was Dark and Damp;
The little girl was scared to Death,
She did not Dare to draw her Breath.
And all at once the Bugaboo
Came rattling down the Chimney Flue;
He perched upon the little Bed,
And Scratched the girl until she Bled.
Came rattling down the Chimney Flue;
He perched upon the little Bed,
And Scratched the girl until she Bled.
He drank the Blood and Scratched again,
The little Girl cried out in Vain,
He picked Her up and Off he Flew,
This Naughty, Naughty Bugaboo!
The little Girl cried out in Vain,
He picked Her up and Off he Flew,
This Naughty, Naughty Bugaboo!
So, children, when in Bed tonight,
Don't let them Take away the Light,
Or else the awful Bugaboo
May come and Fly away with you!
Don't let them Take away the Light,
Or else the awful Bugaboo
May come and Fly away with you!
December 19th, 1881.
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