Flippity-flop! Flippity-flop! <br />Here comes the butcher to bring us a chop <br /> Cantering, cantering down the wide street <br /> On his little bay mare with the funny white feet; <br />Cantering, cantering out to the farm, <br />Stripes on his apron and basket on arm. <br /> Run to the window and tell him to stop - <br /> Flippity-flop! Flippity-flop!<br /><br />Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/riding-song/
