Work and Play
Come let us take a walk,—The rain has gone away,—And have some pleasant talk,And laugh, and sing, and play.
The old hen dries her wings,The young lambs frisk awayThe merry sparrow sings;Come let us go and play.
The brook runs gayly onAs though it were in play,And says to every one,“Let’s have some fun to-day.”
The little busy beeDoth sing and work all day,And teaches you and meTo work as well as play.
The world is full of flowers;Put up your work, I say;Let’s use these limbs of oursAnd have some real play.