You should have heard her Scream and Bawl,
It made one Gasp and Stretch one's Eyes;
To hear this Entertaining Piece:
Attempted to Believe Matilda:
A Deprivation Just and Wise
They ran their ladders through a score
Her Aunt was off to the Theatre
To Punish her for Telling Lies.
That Night a Fire did break out--
Of windows on the Ball Room Floor;
The Pictures up and down the House,
Were pouring in on every hand,
And summoned the Immediate Aid
And took Peculiar Pains to Souse
For once, towards the Close of Day,
They only answered 'Little Liar!'
With Courage high and Hearts a-glow,
The Second Mrs. Tanqueray.
Within an hour the Gallant Band
Of London's Noble Fire-Brigade.
'Matilda's House is Burning Down!'
To People passing in the Street--
For every time she shouted 'Fire!'
It happened that a few Weeks later
Matilda told such Dreadful Lies,
To get the Men to go away,
(The rapidly increasing Heat
And even then she had to pay
Encouraging her to obtain
Discovered this Infirmity.
Went tiptoe to the Telephone
You should have heard Matilda Shout!
Their confidence) -- but all in vain!
Her Aunt, who, from her Earliest Youth,
In showing them they were not needed;
Proceeding from the Frenzied Crowd,
Matilda, growing tired of play,
From Putney, Hackney Downs, and Bow.
Until Matilda's Aunt succeeded
To see that Interesting Play
They galloped, roaring through the Town,
And therefore when her Aunt returned,
Inspired by British Cheers and Loud
Had kept a Strict Regard for Truth,
And finding she was left alone,
She had refused to take her Niece
And throw the window up and call
And would have done so, had not She
Matilda, and the House, were Burned.
The effort very nearly killed her,