The fairies hurried to the garden and cuddled in the flowers, for if they don’t get in their beds in time the sun will change them into butterflies and they must fly all day from flower to flower with nowhere to rest. And they get so sleepy.
And the sun woke the three cows and the ten woolly sheep and the little white lamb, but it couldn’t wake Little Boy Blue because of the fairy dust in his eyes.
His daddie looked for him, and said:
“Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn.
The sheep’s in the meadow, the cow’s in the corn.
Where is the little boy that tends the sheep?
Under the hay-stack, fast asleep!”
Bye and bye he awoke and ran home to tell his mother all about his remarkable adventure.
