Wouldn't - Poem by Laura E. Richards

She _wouldn't_ have on her naughty bib!
She _wouldn't_ get into her naughty crib!
She _wouldn't_ do this, and she _wouldn't_ do that,
And she _would_ put her foot in her Sunday hat.

She _wouldn't_ look over her picture-book!
She _wouldn't_ run out to help the cook!
She _wouldn't_ be petted or coaxed or teased,
And she _would_ do _exactly whatever_ she pleased.

She _wouldn't_ have naughty rice to eat!
She _wouldn't_ be gentle and good and sweet!
She _wouldn't_ give me one single kiss,
And pray what could we do with a girl like this?

We tickled her up, and we tickled her down,
From her toddling toes to her curling crown.
And we kissed her and tossed her, until she was fain
To promise she wouldn't say "wouldn't" again.