Hunting for Eggs.Girl with basket of eggs
Girl with basket of eggs
How many eggs has Birdie found?One she saw lying on the ground,Four in a new nest hid away,All snug and dark, beneath the hay.Three were down by the currant bush,Close to the fence, where tall weeds push,Crowd through the rails, and climb about,But birdie saw the hen come out.Under the south porch steps were two,For out of there old Top-knot flew,She fussed, and clucked, and cackled so,That Birdie knew just where to go.And one lay down in Billy’s stallAmong the corn, and that was all.How many were there? Let us see;I’ll count with you, you count with me.First, four will go into a cakeThat old Aunt Phoebe wants to bake.The coffee one will clear, you know.For grandma’s breakfast two must go.Three in the muffins, add to seven,And one is left—that’s just eleven.
How many eggs has Birdie found?One she saw lying on the ground,Four in a new nest hid away,All snug and dark, beneath the hay.Three were down by the currant bush,Close to the fence, where tall weeds push,Crowd through the rails, and climb about,But birdie saw the hen come out.Under the south porch steps were two,For out of there old Top-knot flew,She fussed, and clucked, and cackled so,That Birdie knew just where to go.And one lay down in Billy’s stallAmong the corn, and that was all.How many were there? Let us see;I’ll count with you, you count with me.First, four will go into a cakeThat old Aunt Phoebe wants to bake.The coffee one will clear, you know.For grandma’s breakfast two must go.Three in the muffins, add to seven,And one is left—that’s just eleven.
How many eggs has Birdie found?One she saw lying on the ground,Four in a new nest hid away,All snug and dark, beneath the hay.
How many eggs has Birdie found?
One she saw lying on the ground,
Four in a new nest hid away,
All snug and dark, beneath the hay.
Three were down by the currant bush,Close to the fence, where tall weeds push,Crowd through the rails, and climb about,But birdie saw the hen come out.
Three were down by the currant bush,
Close to the fence, where tall weeds push,
Crowd through the rails, and climb about,
But birdie saw the hen come out.
Under the south porch steps were two,For out of there old Top-knot flew,She fussed, and clucked, and cackled so,That Birdie knew just where to go.
Under the south porch steps were two,
For out of there old Top-knot flew,
She fussed, and clucked, and cackled so,
That Birdie knew just where to go.
And one lay down in Billy’s stallAmong the corn, and that was all.How many were there? Let us see;I’ll count with you, you count with me.
And one lay down in Billy’s stall
Among the corn, and that was all.
How many were there? Let us see;
I’ll count with you, you count with me.
First, four will go into a cakeThat old Aunt Phoebe wants to bake.The coffee one will clear, you know.For grandma’s breakfast two must go.Three in the muffins, add to seven,And one is left—that’s just eleven.
First, four will go into a cake
That old Aunt Phoebe wants to bake.
The coffee one will clear, you know.
For grandma’s breakfast two must go.
Three in the muffins, add to seven,
And one is left—that’s just eleven.