The Bride
NEWLY made kettle is bright,
A newly bought pig is a bother,
A new married wife will not eat,
But cries and thinks of her mother.
A Bad Boy
THERE was a little fellow,
Who was mischievous, they say,
They sent him to the melon-patch
To watch it all the day.
They told him he must stay there
Till the melons all were white,
And not come home to mama,
Not even in the night.