How to Get Breakfast
Said the first little chick,With a queer little squirm,“I wish I could findA fat little worm.”Said the next little chick,With an odd little shrug,“I wish I could findA fat little bug.”Said the third little chick,With a shrill little squeal,“I wish I could findSome nice yellow meal.”“See here,” called the hen,From the near garden patch,“If you want any breakfastJust come here and scratch!”
Said the first little chick,With a queer little squirm,“I wish I could findA fat little worm.”Said the next little chick,With an odd little shrug,“I wish I could findA fat little bug.”Said the third little chick,With a shrill little squeal,“I wish I could findSome nice yellow meal.”“See here,” called the hen,From the near garden patch,“If you want any breakfastJust come here and scratch!”
Said the first little chick,With a queer little squirm,“I wish I could findA fat little worm.”
Said the first little chick,
With a queer little squirm,
“I wish I could find
A fat little worm.”
Said the next little chick,With an odd little shrug,“I wish I could findA fat little bug.”
Said the next little chick,
With an odd little shrug,
“I wish I could find
A fat little bug.”
Said the third little chick,With a shrill little squeal,“I wish I could findSome nice yellow meal.”
Said the third little chick,
With a shrill little squeal,
“I wish I could find
Some nice yellow meal.”
“See here,” called the hen,From the near garden patch,“If you want any breakfastJust come here and scratch!”
“See here,” called the hen,
From the near garden patch,
“If you want any breakfast
Just come here and scratch!”