Pop! Pop!—Poppetty-pop! Shake and rattle and rattle and shake The golden grains as they bounce and break To fluffy puffiness—Poppetty-pop! Bursting and banging the popper's top! Poppetty-pop! Pop! Pop! The yellow kernels, oh, see them grow White as cotton or flakes of snow! Pop! Pop! O-ho, how they frolic and fly about And turn themselves suddenly inside out! Pop-pop-poppetty! Pop-pop-pop! The popper's full and we'll have to stop; Pile the bowl with the tempting treat, Children, come, it is time to eat! |