The Monkeys and the Crocodile

Laura E. Richards

Five little monkeysSwinging from a tree;Teasing Uncle Crocodile,Merry as can be.

Swinging high, swinging low Swinging left and right“Dear Uncle Crocodile,Come and take a bite!”

Five little monkeysSwinging in the air;Heads up, tails upLittle do they care.

Swinging up, swinging down,Swinging for the near;“Poor Uncle Crocodile

Aren’t you hungry dear?”

Four little monkeysSitting in the trees;Heads down, tails down,Dreary as can be.

Weeping loud, weeping low,Crying to each other,

“Wicked Uncle Crocodile,To gobble up our brother.”

EletelephonyLaura E. Richards

Once there was an elephant,Who tried to use the telephant---No! No! I mean an elephoneWho tried to use the telephone ---(Dear me! I am not certain quite That even now I got it right).How’er it was, he got his trunkEntangled in the telephunk;The more he tried to get it free,The louder buzzed the telephee ---(I fear I’d better drop the song of elephop and telephong!)