Griselda is greedy, I'm sorry to say
She isn't contented with four meals a day
Like breakfast, like dinner, supper, and tea
Griselda is greedy as greedy can be
Well, she snoops about the larder
For sundry small supplies
Breaks the crusty bits
Off the rims of apple pie
She pokes the roast-potato dish
When Sunday dinner's done
If there are two left in it
Then Griselda snitches one
Cold chicken and cold cauliflower
She pulls in little chunks
And when Mama calls, "What are you doing there?"
Griselda bunks
Griselda is greedy, that's how she feels
And simply can't help eating in between meals
And she always forgets what it's all leading to
Though the Doctor has told her, “You know why, don't you?”
And when the stomachache starts, Griselda says, “Ohh! Ohh!”
She isn't contented with four meals a day
Like breakfast, like dinner, supper, and tea
Griselda is greedy as greedy can be
Well, she snoops about the larder
For sundry small supplies
Breaks the crusty bits
Off the rims of apple pie
She pokes the roast-potato dish
When Sunday dinner's done
If there are two left in it
Then Griselda snitches one
Cold chicken and cold cauliflower
She pulls in little chunks
And when Mama calls, "What are you doing there?"
Griselda bunks
Griselda is greedy, that's how she feels
And simply can't help eating in between meals
And she always forgets what it's all leading to
Though the Doctor has told her, “You know why, don't you?”
And when the stomachache starts, Griselda says, “Ohh! Ohh!”
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