In The Merry World

The Hobby Horse .saiü As he shook bi liead, "It's a leng, long wuys to go O'er thL white snow's foam To the%ittlo Boy's home, But I hear the tin liorna blow And raust raee away tiU l'm out o' brrath To the Little Boy who will ride ma to deathl And the Toy Drum iid: 'Tve a hardened liead, And away on mj sticks I'U go Fi-om this iey domo To the Little Biy'L home. I can beat my way through the snowl Away, away, tiU l'm out o' breath, To the Ijittle Boy who will beat me to death! And the Toy Doll said As her gold crowned head Shone over the wintry snow, ■'To the Little Girls Of tho golden curls In a fairy coach Fll go, Far far away, till l'm out o' breath, To thu Little üirls who will kiss metodeath!" But the Elephant said, "lf that way l'm led And they treat you all so bad, I teil you now That there'H be a row, And they '11 wish they never had, For I'll pack them all in my trunk, you eee. And loeit it and throw away the key !"