Baby's jingly journey through Alphabet Land : a collection of musical rhymes for children, Page 20
NANNIE, THAT’S OUR LITTLE GOAT
Nannie, that’s our little goat,
Funny things go down her throat,
Eats up papers, cans and glass,
And won’t touch hay or nice green grass.
Fire cracker too she ate,
Thought she’d die as sure as fate,
Nannie smiled as they went off,
Saying, oh what a nasty cough.