3. THE BOY WITH LITTLE BARE TOES
3. THE BOY WITH LITTLE BARE TOES
Heran all down the meadow, that he did,The boy with the little bare toes.The flowers they smelt so sweet, so sweet,And the grass it felt so funny and wetAnd the birds sang just like this—“chereep!”And the willow-trees stood in rows.“Ho! ho!”Laughed the boy with the little bare toes.Now the trees had no insides—how funny!Laughed the boy with the little bare toes.And he put in his hand to find some moneyOr honey—yes, that would be best—oh, best!But what do you think he found, found, found?Why, six little eggs all round, round, round,And a mother-bird on the nest,Oh, yes!The mother-bird on her nest.He laughed, “Ha! ha!” and he laughed, “He! he!”The boy with the little bare toes.But the little mother-bird got up from her placeAnd flew right into his face, ho! ho!And pecked him on the nose, “Oh! oh!”Yes, pecked him right on the nose.“Boo! Boo!”Cried the boy with the little bare toes.
Heran all down the meadow, that he did,The boy with the little bare toes.The flowers they smelt so sweet, so sweet,And the grass it felt so funny and wetAnd the birds sang just like this—“chereep!”And the willow-trees stood in rows.“Ho! ho!”Laughed the boy with the little bare toes.Now the trees had no insides—how funny!Laughed the boy with the little bare toes.And he put in his hand to find some moneyOr honey—yes, that would be best—oh, best!But what do you think he found, found, found?Why, six little eggs all round, round, round,And a mother-bird on the nest,Oh, yes!The mother-bird on her nest.He laughed, “Ha! ha!” and he laughed, “He! he!”The boy with the little bare toes.But the little mother-bird got up from her placeAnd flew right into his face, ho! ho!And pecked him on the nose, “Oh! oh!”Yes, pecked him right on the nose.“Boo! Boo!”Cried the boy with the little bare toes.
Heran all down the meadow, that he did,The boy with the little bare toes.The flowers they smelt so sweet, so sweet,And the grass it felt so funny and wetAnd the birds sang just like this—“chereep!”And the willow-trees stood in rows.“Ho! ho!”Laughed the boy with the little bare toes.
Heran all down the meadow, that he did,
The boy with the little bare toes.
The flowers they smelt so sweet, so sweet,
And the grass it felt so funny and wet
And the birds sang just like this—“chereep!”
And the willow-trees stood in rows.
“Ho! ho!”
Laughed the boy with the little bare toes.
Now the trees had no insides—how funny!Laughed the boy with the little bare toes.And he put in his hand to find some moneyOr honey—yes, that would be best—oh, best!But what do you think he found, found, found?Why, six little eggs all round, round, round,And a mother-bird on the nest,Oh, yes!The mother-bird on her nest.
Now the trees had no insides—how funny!
Laughed the boy with the little bare toes.
And he put in his hand to find some money
Or honey—yes, that would be best—oh, best!
But what do you think he found, found, found?
Why, six little eggs all round, round, round,
And a mother-bird on the nest,
Oh, yes!
The mother-bird on her nest.
He laughed, “Ha! ha!” and he laughed, “He! he!”The boy with the little bare toes.But the little mother-bird got up from her placeAnd flew right into his face, ho! ho!And pecked him on the nose, “Oh! oh!”Yes, pecked him right on the nose.“Boo! Boo!”Cried the boy with the little bare toes.
He laughed, “Ha! ha!” and he laughed, “He! he!”
The boy with the little bare toes.
But the little mother-bird got up from her place
And flew right into his face, ho! ho!
And pecked him on the nose, “Oh! oh!”
Yes, pecked him right on the nose.
“Boo! Boo!”
Cried the boy with the little bare toes.