I quarreled with my brother
I don’t know what about
One thing led to another
And somehow, we fell out
He runs around in rings
But why, we cannot tell
With sideways leaps—he springs
At things invisible
But where is the lady in the pretty gown?
Where is the baby—who used to crow and frown?
Like a pink rose—round she goes
On tip toes
With the pony under
And then—oh wonder!
Who knows why I stand and bay at her?
Who know what I have to say to her?
Up with you, lazybones
Over the brink
Don’t stop to pick up heart
Don’t stop to think
Of all the horrid breakfasts
This breakfast’s the worst
Who tumbled out of his bed
Wrong leg first?
Oh dear—what shall I do?
Nothing lasts more than a moment or two.
I quarreled with my brother I don’t know what about One thing led to another And somehow, we fell out He runs around in rings But why, we cannot tell With sideways leaps—he springs At things invisible
But where is the lady in the pretty gown? Where is the baby—who used to crow and frown? Like a pink rose—round she goes On tip toes With the pony under And then—oh wonder!
Who knows why I stand and bay at her? Who know what I have to say to her?
Up with you, lazybones Over the brink Don’t stop to pick up heart Don’t stop to think
Of all the horrid breakfasts This breakfast’s the worst Who tumbled out of his bed Wrong leg first?
Oh dear—what shall I do? Nothing lasts more than a moment or two.