Ten Little Fingers
Ten little fingers toying with a mine—
Bang! went the powder, and then there were nine.
Nine little fingers fixing rockets straight—
Zip! a kick backward, and then there were eight.
Eight little fingers pointing up to heaven—
Roman candle "busted," and then there were seven.
Seven little fingers, punk and powder mix—
Punk was ignited, and then there were six.
Six little fingers for a "sizzer" strive—
One went off with it, and then there were five.
Five little fingers loading for a roar—
Boom! went the cannon, and then there were four.
Four little fingers with a pack made free—
Crash! went a cracker, and then there were three.
Three little fingers found the fuse burned blur—
Bombshell too previous, and then there were two.
Two little fingers having lots of fun—
Pistol exploded, and then was one.
One little finger, fooling with a gun—
Didn't know 'twas loaded, and then there was none.