A miniature, whimsical rhyme about a husband no bigger than a thumb, kept in a pint pot and fussed over with a tiny handkerchief and garters. The scale of everything is the whole joke.
From Mother Goose / Nursery Rhymes (traditional). See the whole collection.
I had a little husband no bigger than my thumb,
I put him in a pint pot, and there I bid him drum,
I bought a little handkerchief to wipe his little nose,
And a pair of little garters to tie his little hose.
Public domain. Text from The Real Mother Goose (Blanche Fisher Wright, 1916), via Project Gutenberg. View the source edition