We're All in the Dumps for Diamonds are Trumps
We're all in the dumps, for diamonds are trumps,
And the kittens are gone to St. Paul's;
All the babies are bit, and the moon's in a fit,
And the houses are built without walls.
Thanks and Acknowledgements
This rhyme can be found in A History of Nursery Rhymes (1899) by Percy B. Green.