Auntie Ellen found her poodle

Mercy! Goodness sake

Playing with the mully-wumps

Down along the lake.

And when she called him tenderly

He didn't want to come;

It took her over half an hour

To get the rascal home.

She washed him well with shaving-soap,

Pumice stone and lye,

She showered him and she scoured him

And she hung him up to dry.

And now he sits there quite serene,

The sweetest poodle ever seen.