Little Dick and the Clock
When Dicky was sick
In the night, and the clock,
As he listened, said ‘Tick–
Atty—tick-atty—tock!’
He said that _it_ said,
Every time it said ‘Tick,’
It said ‘Sick,’ instead,
And he _heard_ it say ‘Sick!’
And when it said ‘Tick–
Atty—tick-atty—tock,’
He said it said ‘Sick–
Atty—sick-atty—sock!’
And he tried to _see_ then,
But the light was too dim,
Yet he _heard_ it again—
And’t was _talking_ to him!
And then it said 'Sick–
Atty—sick-atty—sick
You poor little Dick–
Atty—Dick-atty—dock!
Have you got the hick–
Atties? Hi! send for Doc
To hurry up quick
Atty—quick-atty—quock,
And heat a hot brick–
Atty—brick-atty—brock,
And rikle-ty wrap it
And clickle-ty clap it
Against his cold feet–
Al-ty—weep-aty—eepaty—
_There_ he goes, slapit–
Ty—slippaty—sleepaty!'
