Drum at both ends--an' toots and blares
Ole dinner-horn an' puffs his face--
The Little Mock-man on the Stairs!

The Little Mock-man on the Stairs
Mocks all the peoples all he cares
'At passes up an' down!
He mocks the chickens round the door,
An' mocks the girl 'at scrubs the floor,
An' mocks the rich, an' mocks the pore,
An' ever'thing in town!
"Ho! ho!" says he,
To you er me;
An' ef we turns an' looks,
He's all cross-eyed
An' mouth all wide
Like Giunts is, in books.--
"Ho! ho!" he yells, "look here at _me_,"
An' rolls his fat eyes roun' an' glares,--
"_You_ look like _this!_" he says, says he--
The Little Mock-man on the Stairs!

_The Little Mock--
The Little Mock--
The Little Mock-man on the Stairs,
He mocks the music-box an' clock,
An' roller-sofy an' the chairs;
He mocks his Pa an' spec's he wears;
He mocks the man 'at picks the pears
An' plums an' peaches on the shares;