And then Watermelon Pete woke, and he was so frightened, because he had been naughty, that he ran pitter-patter, pitter-patter, up the path, and what do you think?
He was so full of watermelon that he could not get back through the hole in the fence, and Farmer Brown caught him! And the naughty Blackie just sat on a fence post and laughed because he had made Watermelon Pete get into mischief!
And Watermelon Pete said, “Please, Farmer Brown, please don’t punish me, and I will never eat your watermelons any more!”
And Farmer Brown said, “All right, Watermelon Pete, I will let you off this time. But you must never listen to that naughty Blackie again. Now go and get the cow and milk her, and then come to breakfast.”
And Mrs. Farmer Brown gave Watermelon Pete a whole plate full of brown cakes for his breakfast, with crinkly cronkly sirup on them.
But the naughty Blackie couldn’t have any.
PIGGY’S THISTLE WHISTLE
A funny little Piggy to the market went,
To buy himself a whistle with a bright new cent.
But the shop man said, “I have no penny whistle,”
So Piggy made himself one from a prickly thistle.
Piggy said, “This thistle whistle’s quite as good as any;
I’ll buy an apple pie with my bright new penny.”
When he bought his apple pie, said the baker, “Here’s another,”
And Piggy took them home to his dear old mother.
And his father and his mother, and his little sister Wee,
Were very, very happy with apple pie for tea.
After supper all the Piggies came in from ’cross the way,
To see Piggy’s thistle whistle, and ask him if he’d play.
Piggy whistled gayly a good old-fashioned dance,
And every little Piggy began to sing and prance.
And oh, such fancy dancing, until Mother Piggy said,
“The Piggy sandman’s coming.” So they all went home to bed.