Griselda is greedy
I'm sorry to say
She isn't contented
With four meals a day

Like breakfast and dinner
And supper and tea
Griselda is greedy
As greedy can be

Oh she snoops about the larder for sundry small supplies
She breaks the little crusty bits off rims of apple pies
She pokes the roast-potato-dish when Sunday dinner's done
If there are two left in it then Griselda snitches one

Cold chicken and cold cauliflower
She pulls in little chunks
And when Cook calls
"What are you doing there?"
Griselda bunks

Oh Griselda is greedy
That's how she feels
She simply can't help eating
In-between meals

And she always forgets what it's leading to
Though the Doctor has told her
"You know why, don't you?"

And when the stomach-ache starts
Griselda says

And when she slips down to the dining-room when everyone's in bed
For cheese-rind on the supper-tray and buttered crusts of bread
A biscuit from the biscuit-box and lump sugar from the bowl
A gherkin from the pickle-jar, are all Griselda's toll

She tastes the salted almonds
And she tries the candied fruits
And when Dad shouts
"Who is it down below?"
Griselda scoots

Oh Griselda is greedy
Her relatives scold
And tell her she will sorry
When she's old

She will lose her complexion
She's sure to grow fat
She will spoil her inside
Does she know what she's at

Some people are greedy
Leave it at that

Lyrics submitted by Babouschka

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