“The Little Man and His Gun.”
There was a little man, and he had a little gun,
And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead;
He went unto the brook, and he shot a little duck,
And hit her right through the head, head, head.
Then he went home unto his little wife Joan,
And bade her a good fire make, make, make,
To roast the little duck he had shot at the brook,
Whilst he went and shot the drake, drake, drake.
NURSERY COLORED PICTURE BOOK.
McLOUGHLIN BROS.: NEW YORK. Ca 1870.
18 thoughts on “Shot In The Head, Head, Head!”
Oh gosh; I haven’t heard that rhyme for years. It’s probably banned from all nursery schools these days!
Yes, it is not very modern, but it is a part of how we got here!
Nothing like children’s t.v. today.
True there is very little killing and eating what you kill on children’s TV these days!
You really are picking the creepy guys lately!
They are all creepy guys! Bingo!
That brings memories flooding back! I loved this rhyme when I was a child! It’s amazing that I didn’t grow up to be a crazed killer.
You have time yet!
Modern life has changed a little!
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So true! I love to follow artists!
Let’s all be thankful that the artist chose to depict the rhyme before the bloodbath commenced!
A beautiful illustration by the way.
Yes, we should be thankful we don’t see him blasting the ducks!
From another world..but that’s it utter joy x
He is a fancy little man, even if he is a duck hunter!
Nursery rhymes are so ghastly! I like to think about little kids reading this stuff. Way back when – (like my Mom Person) and now. What would they be thinking?
The confusion about why and what with these stories and rhymes interests me too. These bits of literature and the images molded minds – the minds who came before us. And they in turn molded us!