English poem
Richard'S Reformation
by Mrs. Turner (1775–1846)
Miss Lucy was a charming child, She never said, "I wont"; If little Dick her playthings spoil'd She said, "Pray, Dicky, don't."
He took her waxen doll one day, And bang'd it round and round; Then tore its legs and arms away, And threw them on the ground.
His good mamma was angry quite, And Lucy's tears ran down; But Dick went supperless that night, And since has better grown.