Skinny Mrs. Snipkin, <br />With her little pipkin, <br />Sat by the fireside a-warming of her toes. <br />Fat Mrs. Wobblechin, <br />With her little doublechin, <br />Sat by the window a-cooling of her nose. <br /> <br />Says this one to that one, <br />'Oh! you silly fat one, <br />Will you shut the window down? You're freezing me to death!' <br />Says that one to t' other one, <br />'Good gracious, how you bother one! <br />There isn't air enough for me to draw my precious breath!' <br /> <br />Skinny Mrs. Snipkin, <br />Took her little pipkin, <br />Threw it straight across the room as hard as she could throw; <br />Hit Mrs. Wobblechin <br />On her little doublechin, <br />And out of the window a-tumble she did go.<br /><br />Laura Elizabeth Richards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mrs-snipkin-and-mrs-wobblechin/
