Part 2 — JOHN CABOT.

Hickety, pickety, John Cabot Longed to discover a brand-new spot. He found Cape Breton, and, well content. As fast as the billows would take him, he went Back to his home with a very high head, And unto King Henry the Seventh he said, "I have found China, that empire old. Give me a garment all trimmed with gold." Hickety, pickety, John Cabot, Garments and titles and honors he got. And he said to his barber one summer day, "I have an island to give away, An island in China, a very nice spot, I hope you will like it," quoth John Cabot. Hickety, pickety, bless my heart, To own an island is very smart. "To own an island is great indeed," The barber he said, "and a title I'll need. And I'll wear a mantle all trimmed with lace, And never again will I shave a face." But alas for the barber, and poor John too, Their titles and honors and airs fell through. It was only a corner of Canada, not The Chinese Empire which John Cabot Had found in 1497 And unto his barber so freely had given. So then this poor barber of John Cabot Back to his shaving went trit-ty-te-trot. Both of his island and title bereft, Lucky indeed that his razor was left. But hickety, pickety, John Cabot Really discovered a brand-new spot.