“I waded in the pond one day
And saw a little boy at play.
I smiled at him, he smiled at me;
I clapped my hands, and so did he.
Then out I ran, nor stopped until
I reached the round tower on the hill.
I called to him. ‘Hello!’ I said.
‘Hello!’ he shouted overhead.
His name, pray tell what can it be,
The boy who looks and talks like me.”