Listen, Listen



Listen, listen, hear the wind blowing

I wonder, I wonder, where is it going?

Rushing round, all in a hurry

With a hushing sound, but full of scurry

Huffing, puffing, all out of breath

A homeless vagabond, never at rest

Whispering secrets to the trees

A wanderer's tale in every breeze

Listen, listen, hear the wind blowing

I wonder, I wonder, where is it going?







Whisper



Whisper that you love me

Whisper that you care

Then if ever we must part

You will still be near


For if I know you love me

And if I know you care

Always we shall be together –

Now whisper in my ear









Waddle Waddle



Waddle waddle, old fat cat

Where'd you put your pop-top hat?

Suit and tie are in the mail

From chin to paw to root of tail

Come now to your dinery

Dressed up in your finery

A plate of snips, a bowl of snails

A salad made of puppy-dog tails

A little of this and a whole lot of that

No wonder you waddle, you old fat cat









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