RAIN AND SORROW
(Nello Deschamps [informant])

Beside a babbling brook,
A shady nook;
A girl all dressed in yellow;
Two ruby lips,
Two snow-white tits--
Oh, what a lucky fellow!

Nine days went by:
He heaved a sigh
Of awful pain and sorrow;
Two spots of pink
Were on his d---,
And there'll be more tomorrow!

Nine months went by:
She heaved a sign
Of awful pain and sorrow;
Two little mutts
Up in her guts,
And they'll be out tomorrow!

Pg 38, Songs and Ballads: Folk Material and Old Favorites, by James Kenneth Larson, typescript, undated [c1933].

https://archive.org/details/1933-1972jameskennethlarson/page/n38/mode/1up

I can find only, what I believe, is a passing parodoy (or response) to this song/poem.