Der böse Friederich Mystery Cache

Der böse Friederich

O waly me ! O waly me !
Just such a boy I ne' er did see.
He caught the flies, poor helpless things,
Made hoppers of them, minus wings.
He killed the birds, where'er he could,
And catless made the neighborhood;
And worst of all that he did do,
He banged the housemaid black and blue.

A dog stood drinking at a pump -
The way he made that doglet jump !
He sneaked upon him unaware,
He whacked him there, he whacked him there,
He whacked with all his might and main,
He made him howl and dance with pain,

Until, o' ercome by woe and grief,
The dog, desiring some relief,
Did bite that brutal boy full sore,
Which made the latter prance and roar.
And then the dog did grab the whip,
And with it homeward he did skip.

To bed the boy had to go
And nurse his bite and wail his woe,
The while the Doctor healing brings
And loads him up with drugs and things.