OUT IN THE MEADOW.
Reading edition
What do you think I saw to-day Out in the meadow bright, It tripped along on four little feet In a coat all woolly and white; I said “Good morning, you pretty thing!” And it raised its gentle head As if it wanted to chat awhile; But, “Baa-Baa,” was all it said! What do you think I led with me, Blue eyed, dimpled, and sweet? It hardly bent the daisies down With two little toddling feet; She laughed and chattered at Woolly-back, She patted his little head; But he talked almost as well as she, For “ma-ma” was all she said!