Baby bye,
Here’s a fly,
Let us watch him
You and I.
There he crawls,
Up the walls;
Yet he never falls.
Would you think
With six such leg
You or I could walk on eggs?
There he goes
On his toes
Tickling baby’s nose!
Something There
There’s something sweet And almost kind But he was mean and he was coarse and unrefined And now he’s
