III.
On my two feet I walk;
I run too with ease;
With my little tongue I talk
Just as much as I please.
IV.
I have ten fingers too,
And just so many toes;
Two eyes to see through,
And but one little nose.
V.
I've a mouth full of teeth,
Where my bread and milk go in;
And close by, underneath,
Is my little round chin.
VI.
What is this little thing,
Not very, very high,
That can laugh, dance, and sing?
Do you guess it is I?
FIDDLEDEDEE.
Fiddledee diddledee dido,
A poor little boy he cried, O;
He cried, for what?
O, I've forgot;
Perhaps you had better ask Fido.