  A gay lit-tle bird That want-ed some fun Flew in and light-ed On the ba-by’s bun. He pecked at a cur-rant, He sipped from the cup, Then hopped on the loaf, “Peep-sy weeps! Ba-by, say, What’ll you give if I will stay? Peep-sy weeps! Ba-by, O, What’ll you give if I will go?” baby looking at bird perched at edge of high chair AN AS-TON-ISHED BA-BY. He splashed the milk, He spread both wings, He stood on his head. But still the ba-by Said nev-er a word— And out of the win-dow Flashed the bird! “Peep-sy weeps!” loud sang he, “Such a stu-pid ba-by I nev-er did see! Nev-er a smile, nev-er a word— Peep-sy weeps! I’m glad I’m a bird!” |
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