Mabel Mc. Mavel sat in a rattle,
and went to taddle of Dave,
When she sat on her saddle,
It went shcickattle
as she rode away.
and for days,
she wished she had taddled on Dave,
before she had rode away-
on her saddle that now went shcickattle,
she lay in wait for Dave,
so that she could lay a rattle under his saddle,
that would hiss once he was to ride away.