Jim Jay

Do diddle di do,
Poor Jim Jay
Got stuck fast
In Yesterday.

Squinting he was,
On Cross-legs bent,
Never heeding
The wind was spent.

Round veered the weathercock,
The sun drew in -
And stuck was Jim
Like a rusty pin...

We pulled and we pulled
From seven till twelve,
Jim, too frightened
To help himself.

But all in vain.
The clock struck one,
And there was Jim
A little bit gone.

At half-past five
You scarce could see
A glimpse of his flapping
Handkerchee.

And when came noon,
And we climbed sky-high,
Jim was a speck
Slip - slipping by.

Come to-morrow,
The neighbours say,
He'll be past crying for;
Poor Jim Jay.


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Do diddle di do,
Poor Jim
Got stuck fast
In Yesterday.

Squinting he was,
On Cross-legs bent,
Never heeding
The wind was spent.

Round veered the weathercock,
The sun drew in -
And stuck was Jim
Like a rusty pin...

We pulled and we pulled
From seven till twelve,
Jim, too frightened
To help himself.

But all in vain.
The clock struck one,
And there was Jim
A little bit gone.

At half-past five
You scarce could see
A glimpse of his flapping
Handkerchee.

And when came noon,
And we climbed sky-high,
Jim was a speck
Slip - slipping by.

Come tomorrow,
The neighbours say,
He'll be past crying for;
Poor Jim.