Her husband left Goola Flibbage before the baby was 
weaned
To support herself and Florabelle as a charwoman she 
cleaned
She felt there had never been such a beautiful child, her 
friends they did concur,
It struck her how charming she would look in a costume of 
white bunny fur.
She bought a tam, some mittens, a coat with a little 
cape,
A necklet, booties, and to complete the ensemble a muff 
with a funny shape.
The first coolish day of autumn she dressed Florabelle in 
them all,
She left her outside a greengrocer when on him she did 
call.
A pack of wild dogs came round the corner, the butchers 
their intention,
They ripped Florabelle to pieces in a second.