Mistress Mabel

Mistress Mable,
Seriously Wrong
Clears my table,
Bam and then she’s gone
Takes a liberty, if you let her,
Yes she’s old, but she should know better
Oh dear Mable, please don’t put me on
Mistress Mable,
All the kids agree
You’re unstable,
Curious and free
While ‘em down, and then Keep them kicking
Sunken eyed and all panic-stricken
Oh dear Mable, this bit worries me
Hem-line Rat-bag,
So they told her
Last Night’s name-tag,
Across her shoulder
And tell me where,
All the days have gone
When you robbed my cradle,
Tell me Mable
Mistress Mable,
Won’t you marry me
I’m unable,
To take you seriously
I’ll be good, and you’ll be a minute
I wish you would, or I’ll drop you in it
Oh dear Mable, won’t you marry me
Hem line Rat-bag,
So they told her
Last Night’s name-tag,
Across her shoulder
And tell me where,
All the days have gone
When you robbed my cradle,
Tell me Mable
Where’d you go,
When you can’t go on
With this filthy fable,
Tell Me Mable
Tell Me Mable
And tell me where,
All the days have gone
When you robbed my cradle,
Tell me Mable
Where’d you go,
When you can’t go on
With this filthy fable,
Tell Me Mable