Over in the meadow,\rbrIn the sand in the sun\rbrLived an old mother toadie\rbrAnd her little toadie one\rbrWink! said the mother;\rbrI wink! said the one,\rbrSo they winked and they blinked\rbrIn the sand in the sun\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrWhere the stream runs blue\rbrLived an old mother fish\rbrAnd her little fishes two\rbrSwim! said the mother;\rbrWe swim! said the two,\rbrSo they swam and they leaped\rbrWhere the stream runs blue\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrIn a hole in a tree\rbrLived an old mother bluebird\rbrAnd her little birdies three\rbrSing! said the mother;\rbrWe sing! said the three\rbrSo they sang and were glad\rbrIn a hole in the tree\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrIn the reeds on the shore\rbrLived an old mother muskrat\rbrAnd her little ratties four\rbrDive! said the mother;\rbrWe dive! said the four\rbrSo they dived and they burrowed\rbrIn the reeds on the shore\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrIn a snug beehive\rbrLived a mother honey bee\rbrAnd her little bees five\rbrBuzz! said the mother;\rbrWe buzz! said the five\rbrSo they buzzed and they hummed\rbrIn the snug beehive\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrIn a nest built of sticks\rbrLived a black mother crow\rbrAnd her little crows six\rbrCaw! said the mother;\rbrWe caw! said the six\rbrSo they cawed and they called\rbrIn their nest built of sticks\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrWhere the grass is so even\rbrLived a gay mother cricket\rbrAnd her little crickets seven\rbrChirp! said the mother;\rbrWe chirp! said the seven\rbrSo they chirped cheery notes\rbrIn the grass soft and even\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrBy the old mossy gate\rbrLived a brown mother lizard\rbrAnd her little lizards eight\rbrBask! said the mother;\rbrWe bask! said the eight\rbrSo they basked in the sun\rbrOn the old mossy gate\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrWhere the quiet pools shine\rbrLived a green mother frog\rbrAnd her little froggies nine\rbrCroak! said the mother;\rbrWe croak! said the nine\rbrSo they croaked and they splashed\rbrWhere the quiet pools shine\rbr\rbrOver in the meadow,\rbrIn a sly little den\rbrLived a gray mother spider\rbrAnd her little spiders ten\rbrSpin! said the mother;\rbrWe spin! said the ten\rbrSo they spun lacy webs\rbrIn their sly little den