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On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap, / And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap, / In some such wise my handkerchief I hold before my face, / And cautiously and quietly I move about the place; / Then, with a cry, I suddenly expose my face to view, / And you should hear him laugh and crow when I say "Booh"!
Sometimes the rascal tries to make believe that he is scared, / And really, when I first began, he stared, and stared, and stared; / And then his under lip came out and farther out it came, / Till mamma and the nurse agreed it was a "cruel shame" -- / But now what does that same wee, toddling, lisping baby do / But laugh and kick his little heels when I say "Booh!"
He laughs and kicks his little heels in rapturous glee, and then / In shrill, despotic treble bids me "do it all aden! " / And I -- of course I do it; for, as his progenitor, / It is such pretty, pleasant play as this that I am for! / And it is, oh, such fun I am sure that we shall rue / The time when we are both too old to play the game "Booh! "