I went into a treacle shop
To buy half a pound of treacle
And who do you think I met?
Mickey Thumb.
He asked me if I'd go to the fair,
And I thought a bit
And I thought a bit
And I said I didn't mind.
And it were a fair.

So I come home
And took me bonnet off
And a knock came at the door
And who do you think that was"
Mickey Thumb's uncle
To say that he were ill
And would I go and visit him.
So I thought a bit
And I thought a bit
And I said I didn't mind.
And he were ill.

I came in
Took me bonnet off
And a knock came at the door
And who do you think that was?
Mickey Thumb's father
To say that he were dead
And would I go to the funeral.
So I thought a bit
And I thought a bit
And I said I didn't mind.
And it were a funeral.

Some laughed over his grave
Some cried over his grave
But I spat over his grave
In 'membrance if Mickey Thumb.

(ed: What an odd little rhyme - any idea where it was developed?)