Some of my favorites are the Little Willie rhymes:
Willie, with a thirst for gore,
Nailed the baby to the door.
Mother said, with humor quaint,
'Willie, dear, you'll mar the paint.'
Or:
Little Willie took a mirror,
Licked the mercury right off,
Thinking in his childish folly,
It would cure the whooping cough.
'Oh-oh-oh!', said Willie's mother;
'Ah-ah-ah!', said Mrs Brown;
'Twas a chilly day for Willie
When the mercury went down.
Or the variant:
Little Willie now is standing
On the golden shore,
For what he thought was H20
Was H2SO4.
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