There were two little puppy dogs,

      “Tiny” named, and “Toodles,”

      Who got into all kinds of scrapes,

      Like little foolish noodles.

      Tiny was a brownish dog,

      And Toodles was a white one;

      And Tiny had a cunning eye,

      And Toodles had a bright one.

      Tiny played all kinds of tricks.

      For which his parents chid him:

      And Toodles did—poor, foolish pup—

      Whatever Tiny bid him.

      “Come, Toodles,” Tiny said, one day,

      “It's bright and pleasant weather,

      We'll go and fight the turkey-cock:”

      And off they went together.

      But all their courage oozed away,

      When the turkey-cock said “Gobble;”

      They both turned tail, and scampered off,

      As fast as they could toddle.

      But turkey caught them up at last,

      And read them both a lecture;

      And how he served them with his beak,

      I leave you to conjecture.

      So home they went with drooping tails,

      And pace so lame and jerky,