Our NebbyOUR NEBBY.
Our Nebby
Sure I am, I do not knowWhy we love our Nebby so;But I am sure, as sure can be,Nebby knows why he loves me.Mattie feeds Neb every day,And ’tis as good as any play,Just to see his pranks and freaks,When to Nebby Mattie speaks.When I go home from the store,Nebby meets me at the door,And says, most eloquently dumb,"Nebby’s glad that you have come."Nebby is a little pet;Nebby don’t know how to fret;But he knows the tenderest partOf our Mattie’s tender heart.
Sure I am, I do not knowWhy we love our Nebby so;But I am sure, as sure can be,Nebby knows why he loves me.Mattie feeds Neb every day,And ’tis as good as any play,Just to see his pranks and freaks,When to Nebby Mattie speaks.When I go home from the store,Nebby meets me at the door,And says, most eloquently dumb,"Nebby’s glad that you have come."Nebby is a little pet;Nebby don’t know how to fret;But he knows the tenderest partOf our Mattie’s tender heart.
Sure I am, I do not know
Why we love our Nebby so;
But I am sure, as sure can be,
Nebby knows why he loves me.
Mattie feeds Neb every day,
And ’tis as good as any play,
Just to see his pranks and freaks,
When to Nebby Mattie speaks.
When I go home from the store,
Nebby meets me at the door,
And says, most eloquently dumb,
"Nebby’s glad that you have come."
Nebby is a little pet;
Nebby don’t know how to fret;
But he knows the tenderest part
Of our Mattie’s tender heart.