IF the butterfly courted the bee, 
 And the owl the porcupine; 
If churches were built in the sea, 
 And three times one was nine; 
If the pony rode his master, 
 If the buttercups ate the cows, 
If the cats had the dire disaster 
 To be worried, sir, by the mouse; 
If mamma, sir, sold the baby 
 To a gypsy for half a crown;
If a gentleman, sir, was a lady,? 
 The world would be Upside-down! 
If any or all of these wonders 
 Should ever come about, 
I should not consider them blunders,
 For I should be Inside-out! 
 
 Chorus

Ba-ba, black wool, 
 Have you any sheep? 
Yes, sir, a packfull, 
 Creep, mouse, creep!
Four-and-twenty little maids 
 Hanging out the pie, 
Out jump?d the honey-pot, 
 Guy Fawkes, Guy! 
Cross latch, cross latch, 
 Sit and spin the fire; 
When the pie was open?d, 
 The bird was on the brier!