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More Goops and How Not to Be Them: a Manual of Manners for Impolite Infants · Gelett Burgess — chapter 5 of 6 · ~803 words · public domain

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I think you are a Goop, because You never shut your bureau drawers, You do not close the door! You leave your water in the bowl, You put your peelings in the coal! I've told you that before!

A GOOP PARTY

"Please come to my party!" said Jenny to Prue; "I'm going to have Willy, and Nelly, and you; I'm going to have candy and cake and ice-cream, We'll play Hunt-the-Slipper, we'll laugh and we'll scream. We'll dress up in caps, we'll have stories and tricks, And you won't have to go till a quarter past six!" But alas! When she mentioned her party, at tea, Her mother said, "No! It can't possibly be!" So Jane had to go and explain to her friends, And that is how many a Goop party ends! Just speak to your mother before you invite, And then it's more likely to happen all right!

INQUISITIVENESS

I gave a letter to a Goop To take to Mrs. Bird; And what d'you think he went and did? He read it, every word! Now, isn't that the rudest thing That you have ever heard?

Why, he would peep through keyholes, And listen at the door! And open parcels, just to see What came from every store!

Now, have you ever ever heard Of such a Goop before?

DON'T BE GOOD

Just because you want to go To the circus, or the show; But, when all your fun is o'er, Be as good as you were before!

DON'T BE BAD

Just as long as you dare to be, Because your mother doesn't see. Do not wait for her to scold, But be just as good as gold!

WRITE RIGHT!

If you were writing with your nose, You'd have to curl up, I suppose, And lay your head upon your hand; But now, I cannot understand, For you are writing with your pen! So sit erect, and smile again! You need not scowl because you write, Nor hold your fingers quite so tight! And if you gnaw the holder so, They'll take you for a Goop, you know!

WET FEET

Down the street together, In the rainy weather, Went a pair of little boys along; One of them went straying In the gutters playing, Doing all his mother said was wrong;

One of them went dashing Into puddles splashing, Under dripping eaves that soaked him through; One of them avoided All the other boy did, Dodging all the slimy, slushy goo.

One of them grew chilly; Said he felt so ill he Knew he'd caught a cold, and coughed a lot! The other was so warm he Said he liked it stormy! Which of them was Goop, and which was not?

DRESS QUICKLY!

All your life you'll have to dress, Every single day (unless You should happen to be sick), Why not learn to do it quick? Hang your clothes the proper way, So you'll find them fresh next day; Treat them with a little care, Fold them neatly on a chair; So, without a bit of worry, You can dress in quite a hurry. Think of the slovenly Goops, before You strew your clothing on the floor!

DANGER!

Ink, ink! What do you think! You're sure to be stained, if you play with the ink! You're sure to get black, if you play with the ink-well, Before you begin it, just stop once, and think well! All over your fingers, all over your face, All over your clothes, and all over the place! Your mother'll be angry, your father'll say, "There! I said not to touch it; you said you'd take care!"

When Goops are so mischievous, they have to drink Forty-four dozen bottles of raven black ink!

THE REASON WHY

Everybody liked Ezekiel. Why? You could scarcely find his equal. Why? If he made a mistake, He said he was wrong; If he went on an errand, He wasn't gone long; He never would bully, Although he was strong!

Everybody hated Mello. Why? He was such a surly fellow. Why? If you asked him for candy, He'd hide his away; He never would play What the rest wished to play; He would say horrid words That he oughtn't to say!

IN GOOP ATTIRE

I'll make you a dress of a towel, And trim it all over with soap, With a sponge for a hat And a wet one, at that! And then you'll be happy, I hope! You may act like a Goop, if you please, In garments constructed like these!

But now, while you're dressed up so neatly, Don't wipe off your hands on your frock! The smooching that lingers When you wipe off your fingers, Will give your dear mother a shock! The result will be even more shocking, If you wipe off your shoes on your stocking!

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