Little Old Woman

When a little old woman began her day, she felt, "Oh, so young again." She jumped out of bed, ran down the stairs and out into the world, all the way shouting, "Oh, so young again!".

Down the street she sprinted, leaping and clapping all the way.

To the market she came, "Oh, so young again!" she shouted with glee. To the baker she yelled, to the butcher she screamed, at every homebody shopping she screeched.

Down the street she ran, jumping and spinning all the way.

To the business district she came, "Oh, so young again!" she shouted with glee. To the banker she screamed, to the broker she yelled, at ever businessman walking she screeched.

Down the street she ran, bubbling and jittery all the way.

To her house she came again, "Oh, so young again!" she shouted with glee. To the front door she yelled, to the stairs she screamed, in her bedroom at her dead body she screeched.