The Poetry Corner

The Little Cock-Sparrow

By Walter Crane

1 A little cock-sparrow sat on a high tree, A little cock-sparrow sat on a high tree, A little cock-sparrow sat on a high tree, And he chirrupped, he chirrupped so merrily. He chirrupped, he chirrupped, he chirrupped, he chirrupped, He chirrupped, he chirrupped, he chirrupped, he chirrupped, A little cock-sparrow sat on a high tree, And he chirrupped, he chirrupped so merrily. 2 A naughty little boy with a bow and arrow, Determined to shoot this little cock-sparrow; 3 For this little cock-sparrow would make a nice stew, And his giblets would make a nice little pie too. 4 "Oh, no," says cock-sparrow, "I won't make a stew," And he fluttered his wings, and away he flew.