I had published about my deceased father in law, Hollis Barnett who had many wonderful qualities including a large volume of memorized poems. One of them my wife Lita recalled was "Sugar Tooth Dick." I tried to find the words and never could locate it until someone sent me the poem and I published it at https://www.paulluverajournalonline.com/weblog/2011/12/sugar-toothed-dick.html See the poem I was sent below.
Now Julie has emailed about the poem. She says: "My Dad remembered part of it that his uncle Dick kept reciting. I never met Uncle Dick. His sister, my Grandma came to BC in1957. She was a great one for making me memorize things." Here's what she sent me:
Sugar tooth dick for dainties was sick
he snatched up a cup and darted out quick unnoticed by mother or Gretchen
Sugar Tooth Dick for dainties was sick,
So he slyly stole into the kitchen,
Snatched a cup from the pantry,
And darted out quick,
Unnoticed by mother or Gretchen.
Whispered he, "There s no cake,
For to-morrow they bake,
But this custard looks rich and delicious ;
How they ll scold at the rats,
Or the mice, or the cats ;
For of me I don t think they re suspicious,
"They might have filled up
Such a mean little cup !
And for want of a spoon I must drink it:
But tis easy to pour
Hark! who s at the door?"
And the custard went down ere you d thinlr it.
With a shriek he sprang up;
To the floor dashed the cup;
Then he howled, tumbled, sputtered, and blustered,
Till the terrible din
Brought the whole household in
He had swallowed a cupful of mustard.