Fingers: wiggle them, point them, pet a puppy, and beat a drum, wham, then have some jam
Wild birds, wild colors, and wild voices: see that duck and that sparrow, such colorful noises
Toes: toes grows on just the right places, not on our noses, and not on our faces
Bumblebees: they go rowl and harrumph in their own language, soft as a buzz
They're fuzzy, and like it's sunny, and probably call each other honey
Friendship: it's nice to know there are people you can be with so as to not be alone like yourself
Smiles: we show our teeth when things are all right, but a dog shows his when he's ready to fight or bite, that's the difference
The sky: it often looks blue, and it usually touches your elbows
Snow: snow is like magic paint, it decorates the ground and the trees, and is useful in making snowmen, and snow ladies
If it's too much of a strain, it will rain, rain again
Dandelions: first they're green, then yellow, then white
A wind comes along in the night, and they're gone
Love: some people show it, all children know it.
Cardboard boxes: to be found almost anywhere, that one makes a nice cave for a bear
Butterflies: they spin outside the window pane so must have brushed against a rainbow
Belly buttons: helped our mothers feed us before we were born, now they're shorn and proudly worn
Trees: in the autumn the forest looks like a map, in the spring, zap, it's zap
Brothers and sisters: when they're younger they make a fuss, and when they're older they make a fuss over us
Stars: stars shine bright and beautiful in clear weather, but they don't seem as big as you and me together