  Do you see those cunning little white clouds Floating right up there in the sky? Just guess, if you can, what those little white clouds Are going to do by and by. And you see the shining bright stars way up there, And the little wee baby ones, too? Well, the big bright stars are the Mamas, you know, And what do you s'pose they do? Well, all of those little wee baby stars Are sleepy as they can be. So they must be put all snug in their beds, And covered up nice, you see. And those little white clouds floating up in the sky, Are the dear little covers that go On the wee little beds of the baby stars, To keep them all warm, you know. |
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