Billy's Policeman

I knew a policeman once And this is true as it ever could be Who made me feel an awful dunce; 'Cos I lost my dad, and it frightened me. He came and took me by the hand 'Well, now,' said he; 'young fella-me-lad, No need to cry, I understand. You'll soon be back with mummy and dad.' I knew the big policeman well Before he'd talked the teeniest while. Such a lot of things he had to tell; And he had the cheeriest, merriest smile. I've got a nipper at home like you So high, young fella-me-lad,' he said. And all at once - as true as true I forgot to cry, and I laughed instead. And then the big policeman said: 'Ho, that's the stuff for the troops, old son!' The funniest things came into his head; And I laughed and laughed at every one. And when they found my mummy and dad, And he patted my head and said good-bye. Somehow or other I felt quite sad; But I knew he'd be sorry to see me cry. I know that all policemen now Are just like that, and it's silly to think They frown and bully and make a row, Why, you ought to have seen my merry one wink! And when I pass where he has his beat, When I'm out for a walk with mummy and dad, I wave to my big friend in the street, 'What Ho,' says he, 'young fella-me-lad.'