“ As soon as they enter their bowers, Long life to the gardener laddie,
That nurses our plants and our flowers.
Long life to tradesman in gen’ral,
And bless our King on the throne,
May we be kept clear of oppression,
Then trade will go chearfully on. ”

“ Alas! poor wretch! what shall I do,
if Nanny does not love me soon!
If no relief to me she’ll bring,
I’ll hang me in her apron string.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”