A mother was washing her baby one night The youngest of ten and a delicate mite The mother was poor, and the baby was thin Twas naught but an skellington covered with skin The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack She was only a moment, but a-when she turned back Her baby had gone and in anguish she cried "Oh, where 'as my baby gone?" The angels replied "Oh, your baby has gone down the plug-'ole Oh, your baby has gone down the plug The poor little thing was so skinny and thin He should 'ave been washed in a jug, in a jug Your baby is perfectly happy He won't need a bath anymore He's a-muckin' about with the angels above Not lost, but gone before"
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Now the kid has THREE feet in the grave.
Those storm drains really suck.
Where does that drainpipe drain TO??
A mother was washing her baby one night
The youngest of ten and a delicate mite
The mother was poor, and the baby was thin
Twas naught but an skellington covered with skin
The mother turned 'round for a soap off the rack
She was only a moment, but a-when she turned back
Her baby had gone and in anguish she cried
"Oh, where 'as my baby gone?" The angels replied
"Oh, your baby has gone down the plug-'ole
Oh, your baby has gone down the plug
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin
He should 'ave been washed in a jug, in a jug
Your baby is perfectly happy
He won't need a bath anymore
He's a-muckin' about with the angels above
Not lost, but gone before"
@MMM- Wow, you may have outdone yourself this time.
@Ricky: Creem, "A Mother's Lament."
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