Inspired by: “Little Miss Muffett”
Songs for the Nursery (1805)T’was a cuddled bare Buffett
On the brittle brisé tuffett,
Braced only with pledges of hay;
Along came brash Chieder,
A clever insider
Who said all you need is some clay.
Therefore bare buffett
Wanting no longer to tough it,
Set about to gather a pence;
Then Chieder begged true,
Saying today it’s just one
But tomorrow it starts to accrue.
Toi pas! cried bare buffett
Cramped on the tuffett,
What shifty Chieder works in such ways;
Soon to be two,
Then, three, four or more
In what manner is this a fair score.
Fair score, shuttered Chieder
I’m the clever insider,
And no worse than that spider;
So surely you see,
Less you beckon to me
Your buffett will cuddle the horn of a bee.Châz
