The funny, furry little chap,
His coat is red an' so's his cap;
He gathers pennies where he can
And gives 'em to the Organ Man. He isn't wild, but nice and tame;
And Father says perhaps he came
From Africa or Zanzibar
Where crocodiles and lions are, Or else Brazil or Borneo,
Where cocoanuts and plantains grow.
But still you can't be sure, you see,
So when he blinks his eyes at me And stands upon his little legs
And lifts his little cap and begs,
I always give him something, since
He might be an Enchanted Prince!