The Story of Baby's Blanket

Once a little Baby, On a sunny day, Out among the daisies Took his happy way. Little lambs were frisking In the fields so green, While the fleecy mothers All at rest were seen.

For a while the Baby Played and played and played; Then he sat and rested In the pleasant shade. Soon a Sheep came near him, Growing very bold, And this wondrous story To the Baby told:

"Baby's little blanket, Socks and worsted ball, Winter cap and mittens, And his flannels all, And his pretty afghan Warm and soft and fine, Once as wool were growing On this back of mine!

"And the soft bed blankets, For his cosey sleep, These were also given By his friends, the sheep." Such the wondrous story That the Baby heard: Did he understand it? Not a single word!