When Dicky was sick <br />In the night, and the clock, <br />As he listened, said 'Tick- <br />Atty--tick-atty--tock!' <br />He said that _it_ said, <br />Every time it said 'Tick,' <br />It said 'Sick,' instead, <br />And he _heard_ it say 'Sick!' <br />And when it said 'Tick- <br />Atty--tick-atty--tock,' <br />He said it said 'Sick- <br />Atty--sick-atty--sock!' <br />And he tried to _see_ then, <br />But the light was too dim, <br />Yet he _heard_ it again-- <br />And't was _talking_ to him! <br /> <br />And then it said 'Sick- <br />Atty--sick-atty--sick <br />You poor little Dick- <br />Atty--Dick-atty--dock! <br />Have you got the hick- <br />Atties? Hi! send for Doc <br />To hurry up quick <br />Atty--quick-atty--quock, <br />And heat a hot brick- <br />Atty--brick-atty--brock, <br /> <br /> <br />And rikle-ty wrap it <br />And clickle-ty clap it <br />Against his cold feet- <br />Al-ty--weep-aty--eepaty-- <br />_There_ he goes, slapit- <br />Ty--slippaty--sleepaty!'<br /><br />James Whitcomb Riley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-dick-and-the-clock/
