You get our food; we can not fly—

’T would hardly keep you busy.

Peep! peep! oh! oh! it is so high

I’m almost getting dizzy.”

“Come, robbie dear (chirp, etc.), come right along,

Spread out your little wings;

Chirp! Chirp! I’ll cheer you with my song,

Come while your mother sings” (chirp, etc.).

He spread his wings, and found that he

Could fly like any bird,