Written expressly for Rice and Barton by Ben. Collins,
Who is it in the stilly night
Yells like Satan in a fight,
Roars with paregoric might?
Who was it ate the arsenic,
And touched a match to the bed tick,
And told the cook to fry a brick?
Who was it drank the washing blue,
Put mush and milk in father's shoes,
And fed the chickens vermifuge?
Who was it with a loaf of bread did creep
Into a molasses barrel six feet deep,
And got stuck in there for over a week?
Who was it tied a flour sieve
To poor dog Towser's negative,
And castor oil to the Tom cat did give?
Who was it when but twenty-one
Robbed a hen roost just for fun,
And chewed tobacco by the ton?
Who was it called his father boss,
And his cock-eyed sister Charley Ross,
And got fourteen years for stealing a horse?
Ma's big baby.