The candle is dripping! Come quick! Come Quick!!
Itís spitting, itís spitting! the wick! The Wick!!
Now I must explain to her, just how the water
Got into the candle, my curious daughter.
I hear a fire truck! Run! Run!!
To the front window! Here they come!
Roar down our street with their banshee sirens
Bestirring our neighbourhood and the environs.
Would you help me finish my dinner please?
Sure my pet, come here and sit here on my knees
Iíll shovel each spoonful into your mouth
And you swallow it down from the north to the south.
Time for a nap, letís retire to the bed
Iíll read us a library book, you lay your head
Where you usually lay it dear, here on my shoulder
And Iíll store up the memíries for when I am older
And now she is sleeping, at peace in my dormer
Weíre covered in blankets to keep ourselves warmer.
In about half an hour Iíll awake her Ė no haste
I have thirty more minutes to gaze on her face.