He chatters all day
In a frolicsome way
With the murmuring breezes that blow—Heigh-ho!
Hear him noisily call
From the redwood tree tall
To his mate in the opposite tree—Heigh-ho!
Saying, "How do you do?"
As his topknot of blue
Is raised as polite as can be—Heigh-ho!
Oh, impudent jay,