AUNT ANN has arrived, I see.
She has brought a strap, Oh, gee!
Little James looks very sad—
Goodness me, it is too bad.
Something strange will soon occur,
What it is you must infer;
Something weird will happen soon—
What it is ask of the moon.
Moon, loony, puny, spoony moon!

Little Johnny lost his cap,
Aunt Ann has mislaid the strap.
Oh, dear me, what shall we do?
How create the boo-hoo-hoo?
I have hit upon a wrinkle,
You shall learn it in a twinkle.
With these tongs his nose I'll tweak,
That will make him loudly squeak,
Squeak, squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, squeak.

Little Peter stole some hash,
Therefore he deserves the lash.
Dear Aunt Ann is taken ill,
Someone go and buy a pill.
We must truly now confess
We are all left in a mess.
How shall we chastise this lad?
We must go consult dear Dad;
Dad, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Dad!

Pills to health Aunt Ann did bring,
Now her arm the strap will swing,
Bow your heads and raise your hats,
Ring the bell and call the brats,
We will have a picnic, dears,
To atone for misspent years;
We'll a celebration make,
That will truly take the cake.
Cake, cakey, snakey, fakey cake.

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