Over in the Meadow

By Mrs. Olschewske’s Class

 

Over in the meadow in the water and the sun,

Lived an old mother fish and her little fish one

“Swim,” said the mother. “I swim said the one.”

And they swam and were happy in the water and the sun.

 

Over in the meadow in the wind that blew,

Lived an old mother fly and her little flies two

“Buzz,” said the mother. “We buzz said the two.”

And they buzzed and were happy in the wind that blew.

 

Over in the meadow with the birds and the bees,

Lived an old mother tiger and her little tigers three.

“Growl,” said the mother.  “We growl said the three.”

And they growled and were happy with the birds and the bees.

 

Over in the meadow by an old country door,

Lived an old mother fox and her little foxes four.

“Run,” said the mother.  “We run said the four.”

And they ran and were happy by the old country door.

 

Over in the meadow in by an old beehive,

Lived an old mother elephant and her little elephants five.

“Splash,” said the mother.  “We splash said the five.”

And they splashed and were happy by an old beehive.

 

Over in the meadow by a house made of sticks.

Lived an old mother cat and her little kittens six.

“Purr,” said the mother.  “We purr said the six.”

And they purred and were happy in a house made of sticks.

 

Over in the meadow by the sky of Heaven,

Lived an old mother skunk and her little skunks seven.

“Play,” said the mother.  “We play said the seven.”

And they played and were happy by the sky of Heaven.

 

 

Over in the meadow in an old white gate,

Lived an old mother snake and her little snakes eight.

“Slither,” said the mother.  “We slither said the eight.”

And they slithered and were happy in an old white gate.

 

Over in the meadow by an old clothes line,

Lived an old mother mouse and her little mice nine.

“Squeak,” said the mother.  “We squeak said the nine.”

And they squeaked and were happy by an old clothes line.

 

Over in the meadow in an old chicken pen,

Lived an old mother porcupine and her little porcupines ten.

“Laugh,” said the mother.  “We laugh said the ten.”

And they laughed and were happy in an old chicken pen.