The Bojabi Tree

by Edith Rickert

But it was easy work to let the big river carry him on its back.

All the night and all the night he made up a little song and sang it, like this:

“O Robin Rat, what shall we eat?

Bojabi—bojabi—bojabi.

O Pinky Pig, so fat and neat,

Bojabi—bojabi—bojabi.

O Giddy Goat, so fast and fleet,

Bojabi—bojabi—bojabi.

O Humpy Hippo, hard to beat,