LITMIR.BIZ

      She never had looked on the Jack his face;

      But she fancied it shining with beauty and grace,

      And all the day long she would murmur and pout,

      Because Jack-in-the-box would never come out.

      "Oh, beautiful, beautiful Jack-in-the-box,

      Undo your bolts and undo your locks!

      The cupboard is shut, and there's no one about:

      Oh! Jack-in-the-box, jump out! jump out!"

      But alas! alas! for Belinda Blonde,

      And alas! alas! for her dreamings fond.

      There soon was an end to all her doubt,

      For Jack-in-the-box really did jump out, —

      Out with a crash and out with a spring,

      Half black and half scarlet, a horrible thing.

      Out with a yell and a shriek and a shout,

      His great goggle-eyes glaring wildly about.

      "And what did Belinda do?" you say.

      Alas! before she could get out of the way,

      The monster struck her full on the head,

      And with pain and with terror she fell down dead.