For he can count all things on earth and even tell their size.
He knows how many birds there are; how high each bird can fly,
But never does he boast, or brag, or stoop to tell a lie.
He is so tall that he can reach up to the starry sky
And count the stars and meteors bright as swiftly they go by.
'Tis he alone can tell you when a great eclipse will come
And darken the moon's lady or the old man in the sun.
He's always so good natured and obliging to us all;
He'll help us with our lessons hard when for his aid we call,
And tell us just the number of ripe apples on a plate,