"There was a little boy who wouldn't say please
he spoke to his mummy with such words as these
Give me the butter, pass me the cheese
Then the fairies this ruffian to tease
blow him away in a powerful breeze
over the mountains and over the seas
And there he remains until he learns to say please "
As a child I'd often wondered if he ever went home! Though today, I'm not sure how many children are living over the mountains and over the seas!