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Johnny's Frolic
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Ho! for a frolic!
Said Johnny the stout;
There’s coasting and sledding;
I’m going out!
Scarcely had Johnny
Plunged in the snow
When there came a complaint
Up from his toes
We’re cold, said the toes,
I and the rest ;
There are ten of us freezing,
Standing abreast.
Then up spoke an ear;
My! but it’s labour
Playing in winter.
Eh, Opposite neighbour?
Pooh! said his nose,
Angry and red;
Who wants to tingle?
Go home to bed!
Eight little fingers,
Four to a thumb,
All cried together,
Johnny, we’re numb!
But Johnny the stout
Wouldn’t listen a minute;
Never a snow-bank
But Johnny was in it.
Tumbling and jumping,
Shouting with glee,
Wading the snow-drifts
Up to his knee,
Soon he forgot them,
Fingers and toes,
Never once heeded
The ear and the nose.
Ah what a frolic!
All in a glow,
Johnny grew warmer
Out in the snow.
Often his breathing
Came with a joke;
Blaze away, Johnny!
I’ll do the smoke.
And I’ll do the fire,
Said Johnny the bold,
Fun is the fuel
For driving off cold.
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