There was an old farmer who lived on a rock
he sat in the meadow just shaking his

Fist at some boys who were down by the creek
their feet in the water, their hands on their

Marbles and playthings and at half past four
there came a young lady, she looked like a

Pretty young creature, she sat on the grass
she pulled up her dress and showed them her

Ruffles and laces and white fluffy duck
she said she was learing a new way to

Bring up her children, so they would not spit
while the boys in the barnyard were shoveling

Refuse and litter from yesterday's hunt
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Eyes at the fellow down by the dock
he looked like a man with a sizeable

Home in the country with a big fence out front
if he asked her politely, she'd show him her

Little pet dog who was subject to fits
and maybe she'd let him grab hold of her

Small tender hands, with a movement so quick
and then she'd bend over and suck on his

Candy so tasty, made of butterscotch
and then he spread whipped cream all over her

Cookies that she had left out on her shelf
if you think this is dirty, you can go fuck yourself