Seventeen hundred forty-six The Indians did in ambush lay Some very valiant men to slay The names of whom I'll not leave out Samuel Allen like a hero fout And though he was so brave and bold His face no more shall we behold. Eleazer Hawks was killed outright Before he had time to fight Before he did the Indians see Was shot and killed immediately. Oliver Amsden he was slain Which caused his friends much grief and pain. Samuel Amsden they found dead Not many rods off from his head. Adonijah Gillet we do hear Did lose his life which was so dear. John Saddler fled across the water And so escaped the dreadful slaughter. Eunice Allen see the Indians comeing And hoped to save herself by running And had not her petticoats stopt her The awful creatures had not cotched her And tommyhawked her on the head And left her on the ground for dead. Young Samuel Allen, Oh! lack a-day Was taken and carried to Canada.
She toys with me the way a cat will play with a mouse Her favorite game, is a game she calls playing house She cooks, cleans, and could just as easy take my life Were it not that she calls herself, lover, friend and wife
As soon as Fred gets out of bed, his underwear goes on his head. His mother laughs, "Don't put it there, a head's no place for underwear!" But near his ears, above his brains, is where Fred's underwear remains.
At night when Fred goes back to bed, he deftly plucks it off his head. His mother switches off the light and softly croons, "Good night! Good night!" And then, for reasons no one knows, Fred's underwear goes on his toes.