What she could see, but she couldn't see me --

Sing too-ral-oo-ral-i-do!


"How do you like that, Bilbil?"

"I don't like it," complained the goat. "It reminds
me of the alligator that tried to whistle."

"Did he succeed, Bilbil?" asked the King.

"He whistled as well as you sing."

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, heek, keek, eek!" chuckled the King.
"He must have whistled most exquisitely, eh, my
friend?"

"I am not your friend," returned the goat, wagging
his ears in a surly manner.

"I am yours, however," was the King's cheery reply;
"and to prove it I'll sing you another verse."

"Don't, I beg of you!"

But the King sang as follows:


"The wind blew off the maiden's shoe --