English poem
Inconsiderate Hannah
by Harry Graham (1874–1936)
NAUGHTY little Hannah said She could make her grandma whistle, So, that night, inside her bed Placed some nettles and a thistle.
Though dear grandma quite infirm is, Heartless Hannah watched her settle, With her poor old epidermis Resting up against a nettle.
Suddenly she reached the thistle! My! you should have heard her whistle!
A successful plan was Hannah's, But I cannot praise her manners.