There lives in a town that is called Chu-Bo
A little Jap girl named Nami-Ko.
She learns to spell and she learns to write,
But her A B C's are the _oddest_ sight!
For _this_ is the way that the letters look
In her neat little, queer little copy-book:
This little Jap girl has shoes most neat
To put on her tiny Japanese feet,
But O! They are _queer_--such heels, such toes!
You'd think she would fall on her little Jap nose!
And _these_ are the shoes--beware of mishap
If you wear what belongs to a queer little Jap!
When this little Jap girl goes out to call
She wears no hat--but a parasol!
And her little Jap mother wears one too--
In fact it's the way that the Japs all do.
And _this_ is the curious parasol
Which the little Jap girl wears out to call:
This little Jap girl, when she goes to bed,
Has no soft pillow beneath her head,
For little Jap girls have to take great care
Of their smooth little, black little Japanese hair!
And _this_ is the pillow! Imagine, chicks,
A pillow like this--and as hard as bricks!