A little girl was skipping;
As she swung her skipping rope
The neighbors heard her singing
And the song she sang was – Quote:
‘Mummy’s in the parlour
And she’s there with Uncle Fred,
Daddy’s in the garage
Says she’s doing in his head,
Auntie Jane was crying
Now she’s swimming in the pool
And I must keep on skipping
‘Til it’s time to go to school.’
The neighbors saw her skipping
All along the afternoon,
She skipped a hundred singles
As she sang her little tune:
‘Mummy’s saying nothing
But she hasn’t any clothes,
Uncle Fred is staring
With a chopper through his nose,
Auntie Jane is floating
But her face is turning black
And Daddy’s in the garage
With a rope around his neck.’
A little girl was skipping
But there wasn’t any sound,
I guess she’ll still be skipping
When the sun goes down…
David Lewis Paget
