Teary advice br br A dropp of tear br Rolled down my cheek, br Grumbled all the way down br Landing on my frown. br No fingers to wipe them, br No tissue to dab them, br It rolled and dropped br On the floor, cold and br Dry, it was not happy anymore! br It thought about its home br Warm and safe in the glands br 'Why do you cry? ' it asked me br 'I am sad today' said I br 'Have pity on me' said the tear br 'And keep me in your pretty eye.