Who Stole The Bird's Nest
To-whit!
to-whit!
to-whee!
Will
you
listen
to
me?
Who
stole
four
eggs
I
laid,
And
the
nice
nest
I
made?
Not
I,
said
the
cow,
moo-oo!
Such
a
thing
I'd
never
do.
I
gave
you
a
wisp
of
hay,
But
did
not
take
your
nest
away;
Not
I,
said
the
cow,
moo-oo!
Such
a
thing
I'd
never
do.
Bob-o-link!
Bob-o-link!
Now,
what
do
you
think?
Who
stole
a
nest
away
From
the
plum-tree
to-day?
Not
I,
said
the
dog,
bow-wow!
I
wouldn't
be
so
mean,
I
vow.
I
gave
some
hairs
the
nest
to
make,
But
the
nest
I
did
not
take;
Not
I,
said
the
dog,
bow-wow!
I
would
not
be
so
mean,
I
vow.
Coo-coo!
coo-coo!
coo-coo!
Let
me
speak
a
word
or
two:
Who
stole
that
pretty
nest
From
little
Robin
Redbreast?
Not
I,
said
the
sheep;
oh,
no,
I
would
not
treat
a
poor
bird
so;
I
gave
the
wool
the
nest
to
line,
But
the
nest
was
none
of
mine.
Baa!
baa!
said
the
sheep;
oh,
no!
I
wouldn't
treat
a
poor
bird
so.
Caw!
caw!
cried
the
crow,
I
should
like
to
know
What
thief
took
away
A
bird's
nest
to-day.
Chuck!
chuck!
said
the
hen,
Don't
ask
me
again;
Why,
I
haven't
a
chick
Would
do
such
a
trick.
We
all
gave
her
a
feather,
And
she
wove
them
together.
I'd
scorn
to
intrude
On
her
and
her
brood.
Chuck!
chuck!
said
the
hen,
Don't
ask
me
again.
Chirr-a-whirr!
chirr-a-whirr!
We
will
make
a
great
stir.
Let
us
find
out
his
name,
And
all
cry
-
For
shame!
A
little
boy
hung
down
his
head,
And
went
and
hid
behind
the
bed;
For
he
stole
that
pretty
nest
From
little
Robin
Redbreast;
And
he
felt
so
full
of
shame
He
did
not
like
to
tell
his
name.
