One day, Mamma said, "Conrad dear,

I must go out and leave you here.

But mind now, Conrad, what I say,

Don't suck your thumb while I'm away.

The great tall tailor always comes

To little boys that suck their thumbs.

And ere they dream what he's about

He takes his great sharp scissors

And cuts their thumbs clean off, - and then

You know, they never grow again."