Auntie Ellen found her poodle
Mercy! Goodness sake
Playing with the mully-wumps
Down along the lake.
And when she called him tenderly
He didn’t want to come;
It took her over half an hour
To get the rascal home.
She washed him well with shaving-soap,
Pumice stone and lye,
She showered him and she scoured him
And she hung him up to dry.
And now he sits there quite serene,
The sweetest poodle ever seen.