LITTLE boy, look out, 

There is walking about 

A great big giant. 

Don't cry nor pout, 

Don't fidget nor flout, 

Nor stamp nor shout, 

For I have not a doubt

The giant will catch you,

And swallow you whole. 

His name? Let me whisper it. There! 

You hear? It is "I DON'T CARE." 

He has tangled hair, 

And a fearful frown, 

And he's looking down, 

Not up to the sun, 

With a cheerful face 

And a heart of grace.

This "I DON'T CARE" 

Tells many a lie, 

And you and I 

Should let him alone, 

Nor ever own 

That we would be seen 

In his company.