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Lucy Lane
This page is going to amaze
you. The true author of this page is Lucy Jensen, a magnificent musician,
teacher and poet. Lucy and her husband, Truman, and I collaborated in teaching
classes years ago for San Diego State University. Some of you may remember the Make-It-Take-It classes
that were held at Pepper Drive School.
Lucy has given me permission
to place her poems and songs on this page. She reserves all rights to her lovely
lyrics and songs, which means that you may not change the wording or reproduce
it for commercial sales. Classroom teachers may copy them for use in their
classrooms, and make charts for their children. Please make sure that you put
Lucy Jensen's name on anything you reproduce or enlarge.
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Page Index
(Click on links)
Animal Antics
Flap, Flap, Flap Your Ears
Do You Suppose?
The Elephant Knows
I've Seen One in the Zoo
Elephant Sounds
A Lateral Gait
Tell Me How You Use Your Trunk
The Elephant's Trunk
Holding Hands
A Special Species Cycle
Rhino, Rhino
How Did You Get Your Name?
Wallow Time
Holiday Happenings
A Christmas Round
Valentine Round
A Song for February
Lively Little Leprechaun
L.L.L. Whose Initials are These?
Irish Jig Jingle
Lucky Leprechaun
A Leprechaun Story/Poem for Believers
Leprechauno
Lucky Me!
I Thought I Saw a Leprechaun
The Peter Rabbit Scrunch
Where is Peter?
What Do You Take for a Tummy Ache?
The Escape
The Sparrow Song
Oh, Dear! What Can the Matter Be?
Mrs. Rabbit's Warning
Easter Things
Patriotic Round
That's What He Says on Halloween Night
Down in the Graveyard
The Bone Bounce
Pizza and Pumpkin Pie
Angel Band Operetta (Go to Drama Drive)
Mother Nature
Oh, Rainbow Fair
In the Heart of a Seed
That's the Way the Flowers Grow
Who Has Seen the Wind?
Songs
of the Seasons
Springtime Round
Another Springtime Round
Signs of Spring
Spring Fever
Spring Song
Puddles
Rain
Rain is Raining All Around
April Showers
Good Old Summertime
Autumn Leaves
When the Birdies Open Wide
Phonics Fun
Old Mark Farmer
Math Magic
Counting Along Song
Pig Sty Song
Count by Tens
Multiples Melody (by twos)
Multiples Melody (by threes)
Multiples Melody (by sixes)
Miscellaneous
Music
A Morning Song
Let It Start With You and Me
Earth Day
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Animal
Antics
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"Flap, Flap, Flap
Your Ears"
(Tune: Row, Row, Row Your Boat)
Flap, Flap, Flap
your ears,
In a forest pool.
Flippity!
Flappity!
Flippity!
Flappity!
Trying to keep cool!
Swish, Swish,
Swish your tail,
On a summer day.
Slippity!
Slappity!
Slippity!
Slappity!
Keep the bugs away!
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"Do You
Suppose?"
(Tune: Oats, Peas, Beans)
Do you suppose the
elephant knows,
The elephant knows he grows a nose,
He grows a nose like a garden hose?
Do you suppose the elephant knows?
The Elephant Knows
(A Poem)
The elephant knows
He grows a nose
That's longer
Than any other.
Do you suppose
He blows his nose
To make us
Run for cover?
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"I've Seen One in
the Zoo"
(Tune: Buffalo Gals)
The elephant has a
very long snout,
Very long snout,
Very long snout;
I really know what I'm talking about
'Cause I've seen one in the zoo, have you?
Yes, I've seen one in the zoo!
His tail is short
without a doubt,
Without a doubt,
Without a doubt;
I really know what I'm talking about
'Cause I've seen one in the zoo, have you?
Yes, I've seen one in the zoo!
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"Elephant
Sounds"
A Poem
What are the
sounds an elephant makes
To talk to his
forest friends?
Does he purr or grumble, roar or rumble,
Whenever a message
he sends?
I'm told he can trumpet with his head held high,
Or scream and snort
when he pleases,
But does anyone know how an elephant sounds
When he throws back
his head and sneezes?
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"A Lateral Gait?"
(Tune: "Oh, Where, Oh Where . .
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The elephant walks
with a lateral gait.
He sways from side to side.
He picks up both feet, on the left, then the
right,
And gives you a roll-around ride!
The elephant walks
with a lateral gait,
But gallop or trot, he cannot.
Both feet on one side come together in stride,
To move him from spot to spot.
The elephant runs
with a lateral gait,
Along at a speedy pace.
He runs on his toes, and as everyone knows,
He'll beat you and me in a race!
Lucy's note: "This song emphasizes a
few facts about the way an elephant moves. Like a camel or giraffe, both
feet on one side are lifted together as he walks or runs. This gives a
rolling motion to the back. (Cats and dogs walk with a diagonal gait.)
Elephants cannot gallop or trot or jump. However, they can run faster than
a man in a short sprint. Like rhinoceroses, they run on their toes."
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"Tell Me How You Use
Your Trunk"
(Tune: "This Old Man")
Lucy's note; "Divide your class in
half; one side asks, the other side answers."
Question:
Elephant! Elephant!
Tell me how you use your trunk.
Answer:
To reach way up high into the forest trees,
Picking tender shoots to eat.
Question:
Elephant! Elephant!
Tell me how you use your trunk.
Answer:
To reach way down low and eat a clump of grass,
Then blow dust upon my back.
Question:
Elephant! Elephant!
Tell me how you use your trunk.
Question:
To dip in the lake and give
myself a bath,
Then sound out a trumpet blast!
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"The Elephant's
Trunk"
A Poem
He uses it to reach up high
And pull the tender
leaves,
To stuff them in his hungry mouth
And grind them up with ease.
He uses it to take a drink
And give
himself a shower.
If he chooses, he can use it,
To pick a dainty flower.
He uses it so lovingly
To give a fond
caress,
Or he can wave it in the air
And trumpet in distress.
He uses it to smell the air
For food or danger
near,
To get the scent of humankind,
A poacher he must fear.
He uses it to work for man
To build man's
farming home,
To push down trees . . .
And clear the leaves . . .
Where elephants used to roam.
Lucy's note: "A sad, ironic fat is
that elephants are used in the logging industry to destroy their own
habitat.")
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"Holding Hands"
(Based on a
poem by Lenore Link)
(Tune: "Coming 'Round the
Mountain")
Oh, the elephants
hold hands by holding tails.
Oh, the elephants hold hands by holding tails.
When they walk in forest shade,
Or in a circus tent parade,
It never fails,
They're holding hands
By holding tails!
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"A Special Species
Cycle"
(Who Am I?)
(Tune: "You Are My
Sunshine")
Lucy's note: This may be read as poetry or
sung. It is intended for 3rd or 4th grade students. Students need a copy
due to the length of the saga.
Tailless
amphibian, is what I am.
I live in water; sometimes on land.
I am a big frog; I am the largest.
Try to guess my name if you can.
When I was first
born, it was in springtime,
From eggs in water, I wriggled out.
A tiny tadpole, one centimeter,
Had no legs, no eyes, and no mouth!
Out of my head
grew some gills for breathing,
I soon developed my eyes and mouth.
I nibbled plants with a tiny tooth-beak,
As I started swimming about.
I ate all summer
and in the fall.
I hid from beetles and birdies all,
And then I swam to the muddy bottom,
Where I slept all winter long.
When springtime
came and I awoke,
I started eating and growing more.
And when the winter brought chilly weather,
I hibernated as before.
Again came
springtime, and I was two.
Strange things did happen; hind legs I grew!
My front legs sprouted before I knew it,
And my lungs were growing too.
Now please don't
think that this is the ending,
With legs and lungs, as we have sung,
My mouth grew wider, and from inside it,
Grew a great, big, sticky tongue!
And while my mouth
grew, I was not eating,
My tadpole tail became so small.
I used it all up to feed my body,
Now I have no tail at all!
I started using my
lungs for breathing.
I changed my eating from plants to meat,
And I could sing now, a croaky frog song,
But I was only two inches long.
Again I slept
through the long cold winter.
Awoke in springtime when I was three.
I shed my old skin; it was too small,
Kicked it off, then swallowed it all!
Kept growing
bigger and shedding skin,
After that first time, three times again!
Kept eating insects and getting fatter,
Then I was ready for my long winter's nap.
And when the
spring came and I was four,
Eating fat insects would have to wait.
I puffed my throat out and croaked a frog shout,
I had to find me a pretty froggie mate.
This is the ending
to my long story,
My lovely frog mate laid many eggs.
We didn't stay around to be good parents,
We just hopped away on our frog legs.
Some frogs of my
kind live thirty years.
You'll hear us croaking in soggy bogs.
My throat is yellow; my voice does bellow,
And my name is Mister BULLFROG!
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"Rhino, Rhino"
(Tune: "Twinkle, Twinkle,
Little Star")
Rhino, rhino, tell
me true,
How the zoo is helping you,
So your numbers will not shrink
'Til your species is extinct.
Rhino, rhino, tell me true,
How the zoo is helping you.
Lucy's note: This
is a song for Kdgn - 2nd grade to introduce a discussion about the
conservation efforts on behalf of rhinos by the San Diego Zoological
Society. the San Diego Zoological Society has won international acclaim
for their rhino conservation efforts. The Southern White Rhino is the logo
for the Wild Animal Park. The zoo and Wild Animal Park have had success
breeding the Southern White Rhino and Great Indian Rhino, and they have
launched a program for the captive breeding of the Northern White Rhino,
the Black Rhino, and the Sumatran Rhino. All species are on exhibit at
either the zoo or the park except the critically endangered Javan Rhino.
(The last known captive specimen died in 1907 in Australia.) More
information upon request.
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"How Did You Get Your Name?"
(Tune: "Oh, Susanna")
Oh, rhinoceros,
rhinoceros,
How did you get your name?
When they put those letters all together,
They seem so very strange!
Chorus:
Oh, rhinoceros, ev'rybody knows,
That you're the only animal
With horns upon its nose!
Oh, rhinoceros, rhinoceros,
This way your name was formed:
The Greek word "rhino" means a nose,
And "ceros" means a horn! (chorus)
Lucy's note: "Rhinoceros" is a combination
of two Greek words, "rhino," meaning nose, and
"ceros," meaning horn. The rhinoceros is the only animal with a
horn, or horns, attached to the nose. (Other animals with horns have them
attached to their heads.) Rhino horns are made of hard, solid keratin, the
type of protein substance that fingernails are made of. If a rhino loses
its horn, another will grow.
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"Wallow Time"
(Tune: "Down in the Meadow
in an Itty Bitty Pool")
Down in South
Africa in a muddy pool,
Were two white rhinoceroses trying to keep cool.
One to the other said, "Let's wallow all around!"
So they wallowed, and they wallowed,
'Til they turned muddy brown!
"Slip slide, slip slide, cover all your hide!
Wallow on the left side, and then wallow on the right!
Wallow on the up side, and then wallow on the down!"
So they wallowed, and they wallowed,
'Til they turned a muddy brown!
Lucy's note: Rhinos
love to wallow in mud. It helps them cool off, keeps their skin in good
condition, and a layer of mud on their hides protects them from insects.
Since a white rhino is not truly white, and a black rhino is not truly
black, it is sometimes hard to tell them apart if they have been wallowing
in the same color of mud. One main difference, however, is the white rhino
has a square lip (good for grazing); and the black rhino has a prehensile,
pointed upper lip (good for browsing). The lip is used like a finger to
grab twigs and leaves and shove them into the mouth, or pull up small
shrubs and clumps of grass.
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Holiday
Happenings
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"A
Christmas Round"
(Tune: Are You Sleeping?)
Santa's coming,
Santa's coming,
Children know, Children know,
Jingle, Jangle, Jingle! Jingle, Jangle, Jingle!
Ho, Ho, Ho! Ho, Ho, Ho!
Reindeer prancing,
Reindeer prancing,
In the snow, In the snow,
Jingle, Jangle, Jingle! Jingle,
Jangle, Jingle!
Ho, Ho, Ho! Ho, Ho, Ho!
Stockings hanging,
Stockings hanging,
In a row, In a row,
Jingle, Jangle, Jingle! Jingle, Jangle, Jingle!
Ho, Ho, Ho! Ho, Ho, Ho!
Children listen,
Children listen,
Eyes aglow, Eyes aglow,
Jingle, Jangle, Jingle! Jingle,
Jangle, Jingle!
Ho, Ho, Ho! Ho, Ho, Ho!
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"Valentine Round"
(Tune: White Coral Bells)
Red
paper hearts,
White lace that looks so fine,
Cherry lollipops with words that say:
"Be Mine,"
Oh, don't you see,
I promise to be true,
When I send these special Valentines to you.
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"A
Song for February"
(Tune: Man on the Flying Trapeze)
Many good things will
come your way,
In February on Valentine's Day.
But don't forget the very best part,
Is reading those sweet candy hearts!
Candy Hearts, Candy
Hearts, what do you say?
"Cutie Pie," "Sweet Talker," "You Make My
Day,"
"Heart Throb" and "Awesome" and "My Honey
Bun,"
Candy Heart reading is fun!"
Candy Hearts, Candy
Hearts, what's your best line?
"Huggy Bug," "Too Cool," or "Will You Be
Mine"?
Candy Hearts, Candy Hearts, I have a hunch,
That soon I will eat you for lunch!
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"Lively Little
Leprechaun"
Lucy's note: "The
legend of the leprechaun tells us that if we catch one, he must share his
buried treasure with us. Now leprechauns are very clever. If they can get
you to look the other way, they may vanish or wriggle free even if you
hold them firmly. This poem I wrote for my grandson who was looking out
the window one evening hoping to see a leprechaun in our backyard. (To
Kevin Biggs, who one day might see a leprechaun)"
Lively little
leprechaun, why are you leaping on my lawn?
Did you from your rainbow slide,
Fall and hurt your bottom side?
Or do you dance with elfin pleasure
Upon your spot of buried treasure?
I'm looking from my window high
To watch you jig 'neath moonlit sky,
Wondering if I came to play,
You would turn and run away,
Or if you'd lead me by the hand
Into the magic of your land.
Lively little
leprechaun, why are you leaping on my lawn?
Do you search for four-leaf clover
To share before the night is over,
With tiny friends who look like you,
But hide beyond my window view?
I know that soon
you'll disappear
Because the dawn is creeping near,
And I must leave this window scene
Of dancing elf with suit of green,
But tell me, friend, did I just see
You turn your head and wink at me?
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"L.L.L. - Whose Initials Are These?"
(Tune: Twinkle, Twinkle, Little
Star)
Note from Lucy: "Here is a simple
kindergarten through second grade song about the poem above. When writing
a song for a classroom learning experience or event, choose a tune already
familiar to the students and they will respond with more success. With the
words on a large chart or in a booklet you have an effective reading
experience.
Lively
Little Leprechaun,
Dancing on my clover lawn,
Don't you know the Irish say,
If I catch you, you must pay?
Lively Little Leprechaun,
Let us dance from night 'til dawn!
Lively
Little Leprechaun,
Dancing on my clover lawn,
I won't hold you very long,
Only while I sing this song,
Lively Little Leprechaun,
When I turn you will be gone.
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"Irish Jig Jingle"
(Tune: Farmer in the Dell)
Do the Irish jig
(clap);
Do the Irish jig (clap),
Hi, ho! St. Patrick's Day!
Do the Irish jig (clap)!
Chorus:
Jiggle to the right (clap),
Jiggle to the left (clap),
Hi, ho! St. Patrick's Day!
Do the Irish jig (clap)!
Are you wearing
green? (clap)
Are you wearing green? (clap)
Hi, ho! St. Patrick's Day!
Are you wearing green? (clap)
Catch a Leprechaun!
(clap)
etc. and repeat chorus.
Clap the Irish way
. . .
etc. and repeat chorus.
Snap the Irish way
. . .
etc. and repeat chorus.
Are you wearing
green (clap)
etc. and repeat chorus.
Please note that I
have Lucy's directions for a line dance for this song. Please e-mail me
(www.carl1404@msn.com)
to
let me know if you would like to have a copy of it!
Cherry Carl
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"Lucky Leprechaun"
(Tune: Oh, Susanna)
Oh, I hunted all St.
Patrick's Day looking high and low,
I was searching for a leprechaun, but not a one did show.
Oh, I went to bed St. Patrick's night at eight when I was told,
And there beside my pillow lay a shiny pot of gold.
Oh, I'm lucky! Lucky as can be!
No, I did not find a leprechaun, but surely one found me!
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A Leprechaun Story/Poem
for Believers
I thought I saw a
leprechaun jump behind a tree.
When I stooped to take a peek, nothing could I see.
But as I turned to walk away, I heard a tiny sneeze,
And there I saw a leprechaun hiding in the leaves.
"Don't be
afraid," I said to him, "Your secret will be safe,
For it's not proper to reveal a person's hiding place."
"You are so kind, my giant friend," said this elf so bold,
"From me you'll get a just reward, this shiny pot of gold."
Without a sound, upon the
ground, he placed the glowing treasure;
Then he winked and tipped his hat, "It's surely been a
pleasure!"
He disappeared into the woods, never looking back,
And I continued on my way with gold inside my pack.
If you have met a
leprechaun,
And believe this story told,
Share with me your magic secrets,
And I'll share with you . . .
My gold.
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"Leprechauno"
(A Round)
(Tune: "Are You
Sleeping?")
Lep-re-chaun-o,
Lep-re-chaun-o!
Where are you? Where are you?
Sliding down a rainbow,
Sliding down a rainbow,
Whishhh (clap)
"OUCH!"
Whishhh (clap)
"OUCH!"
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"Lucky Me!"
(Tune: "Oh, Susanna!")
Oh,
I hunted all St. Patrick's Day,
Looking high and low,
I was searching for a leprechaun,
But not a one did show.
Oh, I went to bed St. Patrick's Night,
At eight when I was told,
And there beside my pillow lay,
A shiny pot of gold!
Oh, I'm lucky!
Lucky as can be!
I did not find a leprechaun,
But surely he found me!
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"I Thought I Saw a Leprechaun"
(A Poem)
I
thought I saw a leprechaun
Jump behind a tree,
When I stooped to take a peek,
Nothing could I see.
But as I turned to walk away,
I heard a tiny sneeze,
And there I saw that leprechaun
Hiding in the leaves!
"Don't be afraid," I said to him,
"Your secret will be safe,
For it's not proper to reveal
A person's hiding place."
"You are so kind, my giant friend,"
Said this elf so bold,
From me you'll get a just reward,
This shiny pot of gold!"
Upon the ground without a sound
He placed the glowing treasure;
Then winked his eye and tipped is hat,
"It's surely been a pleasure!"
He
disappeared into the woods
Never looking back,
And I continued on my way
With gold inside my pack.
If
you have met a leprechaun,
And believe this story told,
Share with me your magic secrets,
And I'll share with you my gold.
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Note: The
following songs are from Lucy's "Peter Rabbit Operetta."
"The
Peter Rabbit Scrunch"
(Under the Gate, That
is . . .)
Lyrics: Cherry Carl
and Lucy Jensen
(To the tune of: "Down in the Meadow in an Itty Bitty Pool")
Down in the garden where
the veggies are so green,
Was Little Peter Rabbit munching on a lima bean,
Run, Peter Rabbit, don't you know it's getting late?
But he ate, and he ate,
'Til he had a
tummyache!
Hop, hop, nibble, nibble,
hear that bunny crunch,
Little Peter Rabbit wants a carrot for his lunch,
Run, Peter Rabbit, don't you know it's getting late?
So he ran, and he ran,
'Til he reached the garden gate!
Stop, stop, wiggle,
wiggle, do the bunny squeeze,
Little Peter Rabbit knows he ate too many peas,
Run, Peter Rabbit, don't you know it's getting late?
So he scrunched, and he scrunched,
Right under the gate!
"Where
is Peter?"
Lyrics: Cherry Carl
and Lucy Jensen
(Sung to the tune of "Skip to My Lou")
Flopsy - Mopsy - Cottontail,
Putting berries in a pail,
Being good, just like they should,
Flopsy - Mopsy - Cottontail.
Where is Peter? Do you know?
Eating lettuce in a row,
Chant: Ohhhhh, Nooooo!
Ohhhhh, Nooooo! (no music)
To the garden he did go!
Flopsy - Mopsy - Cottontail,
Took the berries in their pail,
Home to make a pie to bake,
Flopsy - Mopsy - Cottontail.
Where is Peter? Do tell me.
Home in bed where he should
be!
Chant: Ohhhhh, Nooooo! Ohhhhh,
Nooooo! (no music)
All he gets is camomile*
tea!
After the last verse, everyone can say together sorrowfully:
Poooooooor Peter Rabbit . . .
Note: camomile* tea comes from a
plant with a daisy-like flower and it is brewed as a medicine, in this case for
Peter Rabbit's upset tummy!
"What
Do You Take for a Tummyache?"
(Tune:
"What Does the Puppy Say To Me?")
What do you
take for a tummyache?
Lemonade? Chocolate cake?
Ask Mrs. Rabbit; she will brew
Camomile tea for You, You, You!
What do you take for a tummyache?
Pizza pie? Cherry shake?
Ask Mrs. Rabbit; she will brew
Camomile tea for You, You, You!
What do you take for a tummyache?
Syrup sweet? On pancakes?
Ask Mrs. Rabbit; she will brew
Camomile tea for You, You, You!
"The Escape"
(Tune: "Old MacDonald had a Farm")
Old McGregor had a hoe! E - I - E - I - O!
Planting onions in a row! E - I - E - I -
O!
With a scritch-scratch here,
And a scritch-scratch there,
Here, scritch, there, scratch,
Everywhere a scritch-scratch,
Old McGregor had a hoe! E - I - E - I - O!
Peter Rabbit saw the hoe! E - I - Oh, No, No!
Said he from the wheelbarrow! E - I - Oh, No, No!
With an Oh, No, here,
And an Oh, No, there,
Here, Oh, there, No,
Everywhere an Oh, No!
Peter Rabbit saw the hoe! E - I - Oh, No,
No!
Hasten, Peter, don't be slow! E - I - E - I -
GO!
The gate's beyond McGregor's hoe! E - I - E - I -
GO!
With a hip-hop here,
And a hip-hop there,
Here a hip, there a hop,
Everywhere a hip-hop,
Hasten, Peter, don't be slow! E - I - E - I -
GO!
If you wiggle to and fro, E - I - E - I -
O!
Underneath the gate you'll go! E - I - E - I -
O!
With a wiggle-waggle here,
And a wiggle-waggle there,
Here wiggle, there waggle,
Everywhere a wiggle-waggle,
Now you're free to safely go! E - I - E - I - O!
"The Sparrow Song"
(Tune: "Did You Ever See
a Lassie?")
In
the garden we were flying,
were flying, were
flying,
When we heard a bunny crying,
It must have been you.
Don't worry; just hurry!
Don't worry; just scurry!
You must leave your little jacket,
your jacket of
blue.
Bunny, dear, you must keep trying,
keep trying, keep
trying,
From your jacket you'll be sliding,
And soon you'll be loose,
Don't worry; just hurry!
Don't worry; just scurry!
You must leave your little jacket,
your jacket of
blue.
"Oh, Dear, What Can
the Matter Be?"
(Tune: "Oh, Dear, What Can the
Matter Be?"
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, see Mrs. Rabbit, she's
making some
camomile tea.
Who's that, eating those blackberries?
Who's that, eating those blackberries?
Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail,
won't need some
camomile tea.
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, poor Peter Rabbit, he's
taking some
camomile tea.
"Mrs. Rabbit's
Warning"
(Tune: "Twinkle, Twinkle")
Mrs.
Rabbit:
To the baker's I
must run,
To buy bread and
currant buns,
While I'm gone,
have bunny fun,
Picking berries
one-by-one,
Don't go near that
garden gate,
McGregor's hoe will
be your fate!
Mrs. Rabbit and Animal Chorus:
Stay away from
garden beans,
Cabbages and
parsley greens.
Through the flowers
you may hop,
Near the garden you
must stop.
Listen to this
warning, do,
Don't become
McGregor's stew!
Flopsy: Don't you worry, Mother Dear,
Mopsy: Have no worry; have no fear.
Cottontail: We'll pick berries one-by-one,
Peter: Then come home when day is done.
All Bunnies; Listen to our promise true,
We won't be McGregor's stew!
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Easter Things
(adapted from a
poem by Elsie Parrish)
(Tune: "Skip to My Lou"
Easter ducks and
Easter chicks,
Easter eggs with
chocolate thick,
Easter hats for one
and all.
Easter Bunny makes
a call!
Easter baskets full
of treats,
Easter jelly beans
to eat,
Happy Easter always
brings,
Such a lot of
pleasant things!
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"Patriotic Round"
(Tune: Row Your Boat)
Stamp,
stamp, stamp your feet
To the drummer's beat,
Rummety, tummety, rummety-tum!
Marching down the street.
Wave,
wave, wave your flag
To the drummer's beat,
Rummety, tummety, rummety-tum!
Marching down the street.
Swing,
swing, swing your arms
To the drummer's beat,
Rummety, tummety, rummety-tum!
Marching down the street.
Clap,
clap, clap your hands
To the drummer's beat,
Rummety, tummety, rummety-tum!
Marching down the street.
Blow,
blow, blow your horn
To the drummer's beat,
Rummety, tummety, rummety-tum!
Marching down the street.
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"That's What He Says on Halloween Night"
(Tune: "Skip to My Lou")
Here comes a ghost
all dressed in white,
Coming from the cemetery,
Oh, what a fright!
What will he say when the moon is bright,
Sneaking up behind me on Halloween night?
Chorus:
,
, that's what he/she says,
,
, that's what he/she says,
,
, that's what he/she says,
Sneaking up behind me on Halloween night!
Here comes a black cat, black as the night,
Green eyes shimmering,
Oh, what a fright!
What will she say when the moon is bright,
Sneaking up behind me on Halloween night? (Chorus)
Here comes Frankenstein, a terrible sight,
Trudging in the darkness, oh, what a fright!
What will he say when the moon is bright,
Sneaking up behind me on Halloween night? (Chorus)
Here comes a witch riding high in the sky,
Bats on her broomstick,
Oh, what a fright!
What will she say when the moon is bright,
Sneaking up behind me on Halloween night? (Chorus)
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"Down in the Graveyard"
(Tune: "Down in the Meadow")
Down in the
graveyard in the middle of the night,
Sat three little "ghosties" in their "ghostie" suits
of white.
"Fly!" said the "ghostie" who was sitting on the
right,
And they flew, and they "booed" on Halloween night!
 
Chorus:
BOO! BOO! HISS! HISS! What a scary sight!
Whirling and a-twirling and causing such a fright!
Moaning and a-groaning with all of their might,
Three little "ghosties" on Halloween night!
(skeletons)
Down in the graveyard in the middle of the night,
Sat three little skeletons in bony suits of white.
"Rattle!" said the skeleton sitting on the right,
It didn't matter that they clattered on Halloween night! (chorus)
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