I'm Called Little Buttercup

For I'm called Little Buttercup -- dear Little Buttercup,

Though I could never tell why,

But still I'm called Buttercup -- poor little Buttercup,

Sweet Little Buttercup I!



I've snuff and tobaccy, and excellent jacky,

I've scissors, and watches, and knives;

I've ribbons and laces to set off the faces

Of pretty young sweethearts and wives.



I've treacle and toffee, I've tea and I've coffee,

Soft tommy and succulent chops;

I've chickens and conies, and pretty polonies,

And excellent peppermint drops.



Then buy of your Buttercup -- dear Little Buttercup;

Sailors should never be shy;

So, buy of your Buttercup -- poor Little Buttercup;

Come, of your Buttercup buy!