For your delight

In winter, when the fields are white
I sing this song for your delight

In spring, when woods are getting green
I'll try and tell you what I mean

In summer, when the days are long
Perhaps you'll understand the song

In autum, when the leaves are brown,
Take pen and ink, and write it down.

I sent a message to the fish
I told them "This is what I wish".

The litte fishes of the sea,
They sent an answer back to me.

The little fishes' answer was
"We cannot do it, Sir because -"

I sent to them again to say
"It will be better to obey."

The fishes answered with a grin,
"Why, what a temper you are in!"

I told them once, I told them twice:
They would not listen to advice.

I took a kettle large and new,
Fit for the deed I had to do.

My heart went hop, my heart went thump:
I filled the kettle at the pump.

Then some one came to me and said
"The little fishes are in bed."

I said to him, I said it plain,
"Then you must wake them up again."

I said it very loud and clear:
I went and shouted in his ear.

But he was very stiff and proud:
He said "You needn't shout so loud!"

And he was very proud and stiff:
He said "I'd go and wake them, if -"

I took a corkscrew from the shelf:
I went to wake them up myself.

And when I found the door was locked,
I pulled and pushed and kicked and knocked.

And when I found the door was shut,
I tried to turn the handle, but -

There was a long pause. "Is that all?" Alice timidly asked. "That's all," said Humpty Dumpty. "Good-bye."

(Lewis Carroll)