We’re spending the day,

In the pleasantest way,

With Uncle Eliphalet Brown:

We may run at our ease,

And do just what we please,

And we never can do that in town.

For “Quack!” says the duck,

And the hen says “Cluck!”

And the chickens say, “Peepity-wee!”

And John milks the cow,

Though he doesn’t know how,

And we’re happy as happy can be.