Mr. Bushel laughs, “I’m empty now,
Walk in, come, every one!”
Two hundred and fifty-six baby Gills,
The tiniest friends and shy,—
“Can we all come in?” Mr. Bushel replies,
“I can hold you and not half try!”
A jolly good fellow to entertain all,
This Mr. Bushel must be!
He takes them only one group at a time,—
And each group makes him, you see!