Your head might bump against the wall,
But not against the sky, you see,
For indoors-stands the Christmas-tree!"
"You tell very big stories," quoth little Willee.
"No birdie there doth build its nest,
No king-bird, blue-bird, robin redbreast,
Yet eggs thereon are often seen.
Of beautiful colors, pink, and green,
And purple, and lavender, fit for a queen.
Even eggs with pictures on them are found.