Little Orphan Annie says,
“When the blaze is blue,
an’ the lamp-wick sputters,
an’ the wind goes ‘woooooo’
an’ you hear the crickets quiet down,
an’ the moon is gray,
an’ the lightnin’ bugs’ lanterns
are all hid away–
You better mind yer parents,
an’ yer teachers fond an’ dear,
an’ cherish them that loves you,
an’ dry the orphan’s tear,
an’ help the poor an’ needy ones
‘at clusters all about,
Or the gobble-uns’ll get you
     If you
          Don’t
               Watch
                    Out!”