Over in the meadow,
In the sand, in the sun,
Lived an old mother-toad
And her little toadie one.
"Wink." said the mother;
"I wink," said the one;
So she winked and she blinked
In the sand, in the sun.
Over in the meadow
Where the stream runs blue,
Lived an old mother fish.
And her little fishes two.
"Swin," said the mother;
"We swin." said the two;
So they swam and they leaped
Where the stream runs blue.
Over in the Meadow
  By Olive A. Wadsworth

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Over in the meadow,
In a hole in a tree,
Lived an old mother bluebird
And her little bluebirds three.
"Sing," said the mother;
"We sing," said the three;
So they sang and were glad
In the hole in the tree.
Over in the meadow,
In the reeds on the shore,
Lived a mother musk-rat
And her little ratties four,
"Dive," said the mother;
"We dive," said the four;
So they dived and they burrowed
In the reeds on the shore.

Over in the meadow,
In a snug bee-hive,
Lived a mother honey-bee
And her little bees five.
"Buzz," said the mother;
"We buzz," said the five'
So they buzzed and they hummed
In the snug bee-hive
Over in the meadow,
In a nest built of sticks,
Lived a black mother crow,
And her little crows six.
"Caw," said the mother:
"We caw," said the six.
So they cawed and they called
In their nest built of sticks.
Over in the meadow,
Where the grass is so even,
Lived a gay mother cricket,
And her little crickets seven
"Chirp," said the mother;
"We chirp," said the seven;
So they chirped cheery notes
In the grass soft and even.
Over in the meadow,
By the old mossy gate,
Lived a brown mother lizzard,
And her little lizzards eight.
"Bask," said the mother:
"We bask," said the eight,
So they basked in the sun
On the old mossy gate.
Over in the meadow,
Where the quiet pools shine,
Lived a green mother frog
And her little froggies nine.
"Croak," said the mother;
"We croak," said the nine;
So they coraked and they splashed
Where the quiet pools shine.
Over in the meadow,
In a sly little den,
Lived a gray mother spider,
And her little spiders ten.
"Spin," said the mother;
"We spin," said the ten;
So they spun lace webs
In their little shy den

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