Handy spandy sugardy candy, french almond rock
Bread and butter for your supper's all your mother's got!
Today she was eager to get home to say her latest rhyme:
Mommy's in the tree, eat-ing porridge!
Here comes a baby in a baby carriage!
That's not all! That's not all!
Baby's drinking alcohol!
I rested my forehead in my hand and begged God not to let her say that in kindergarten tomorrow.