Papa once went to Greece,

     And there I understand

He saw no end of lovely spots

     About that lovely land.

He talks about these spots of Greece

     To both Mama and me

Yet spots of Greece upon my dress

     They can’t abear to see!

I cannot make it out at all —

     If ever on my Frock

They see the smallest Spot of Greece

     It gives them quite a shock!

Henceforth, therefore – to please them both

     These spots of Greece no more

Shall be upon my frock at all —

     Nor on my Pinafore.