Who ran away from his Nurse, and was eaten by a Lion.
There was a Boy whose name was Jim;
His Friends were very good to him.
They gave him Tea, and Cakes, and Jam,
And slices of delicious
And Chocolate with pink inside,
And little Tricycles to ride,
read him Stories through
And even took him to the Zoo-
But there it was the dreadful
Befell him, which I now relate
You know-at least you ought to know.
For I have often told you so-
That Children never are allowed
To leave their Nurses in a Crowd;
Now this was Jim's especial
He ran away when he was able
And on this inauspicious
He slipped his hand and ran away!
He hadn't gone a yard
With open Jaws, a Lion sprang,
And hungrily began to eat
The Boy: beginning at his feet.
Now just imagine
how it feels
When first your toes and then your heels,
And then by gradual
Your shins and ankles, calves and knees,
Are slowly eaten, bit by bit.
Jim detested it!
that he shouted "Hi!"
The Honest Keeper heard his cry,
Though very fat
he almost ran
To help the little gentleman.
"Ponto!" he ordered as he came
(For Ponto was the Lion's name),
"Ponto!" he cried,
"Let go, Sir! Down, Sir! Put it down!"
The Lion made a sudden Stop,
He let the Dainty Morsel drop
And slunk reluctant
to his Cage,
Snarling with Disappointed Rage
But when he bent
him over Jim,
The Honest Keeper's
Eyes were dim
The Lion having reached his Head,
The Miserable Boy was dead!
When Nurse informed his Parents, they
Were more Concerned than I can say:-
His Mother, as She dried her eyes,
Said, "Well-it gives me no surprise
He would not do as he was told!"
His Father, who was self-controlled,
Bade all the children round attend
To James' miserable
And always keep a-hold of Nurse
For fear of finding something worse.
Who chewed bits of String, and was early cut off in Dreadful Agonies.
The Chief Defect of Henry King
chewing little bits of String.
At last he swallowed some which tied
Itself in ugly Knots inside.
Physicians of the Utmost Fame
Were called at once; but when they came
as they took their Fees,
"There is no Cure for this Disease.
Henry will very soon be dead."
His Parents stood about his Bed
Lamenting his Untimely Death,
When Henry, with his Latest Breath,
"Oh, my Friends, be warned by me,
That Breakfast, Dinner, Lunch and Tea
Are all the Human Frame requires ..."
With that the Wretched Child expires.