"Oh what have you got for dinner, Mistress Bond?"
"There's beef in the larder and ducks in the pond;"
"Dilly, dilly, dilly, dilly, come to be killed,
For you must be stuff'd and my customers filled!"
"Pray send us the beef in first, Mistress Bond,
And then dress those ducks that are swimming in the pond."
"Dilly, dilly, dilly, dilly, come to be killed,
For you must be stuff'd and my customers filled!".
"John Ostler, go fetch me a duckling or two!"
"Madam," says John Ostler, "I'll try what I can do."
"Dilly, dilly, dilly, dilly, come to be killed,
For you must be stuff'd and my customers filled!"
"I have been to the ducks which are swimming in the pond
But I found they will not come to be killed, Mistress Bond."
"Dilly, dilly, dilly, dilly, come to be killed,
For you must be stuff'd and my customers filled!"
Then away flies Mistress Bond, in a pretty little rage,
With her pockets full of onions and her apron full of sage.
"Dilly, dilly, dilly, dilly, come to be killed,
For you must be stuff'd and my customers filled!"
She cried: "Come, little wag-tails, come to be killed,
For you must be stuffed and my customers filled!"
"Dilly, dilly, dilly, dilly, come to be killed,
For you must be stuff'd and my customers filled!"