Snickerty Nick
[As he takes a few steps, his whisk broom falls on floor.]
Dear me, it came off,
Button, button, who’s got the button?
You got the button? You got the button?
[To a child in the audience.]
I see a little girl and she has a little nose
Right in the middle of her face;
But the nose is gone where a good nose goes—
My button’s in its place.
O, I’ve lost my button, alas, alack!
Little girl, little girl, please give it back!
Button, button, she’s got the button
And will not give it back!
Button, button, she’s got the button—
Somebody give me a tack!
[He tacks the whisk broom in place.]
Whackity, whackity, whack!
CHILDREN
Whackity—whackity—whack!
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