Went Dolly and Molly,one fine summer day,To watch while the farmerman made the new hay.And a beautiful basket ofluncheon they took,All wrapped in white napkinsby Mary the cook.He whetted his scythe.Oh, the big noise it made!And he cut down that hay,each spear and each blade.The Grasshoppers hoppered,and gazed in surprise.You ought to have seen howthey stuck out their eyes!He took a big fork and hespread, all around,That sweet-smelling hay onthe sunshiny ground.And the Hoppy Toadsblinked sadly, saying, “Oh, well,We shall just have to moveto the Burdock Hotel.”Then he raked it in longrows, and left it to dry,While they all ate their lunch’neath a big tree near by.And the Robin came too,saying, “Please give me some,”So Dolly and Molly eachgave him a crumb.Then the man tossed the hayin a great shiny heap,And put on its night cap,and left it to sleep.Then a black and gold Bumblebeebumbled along,Saying, “It’s-time-little-girlies-were-home-where-they-b’long.”So Dolly and Molly, all tiredwith play,Just followed the Bumblebeehome all the way.And Grandmother gave themsome milk and some bread,And lovingly kissed themand put them to bed.And the sleep fairies cameto that little white room,And sprinkled them overwith sleep flower bloom.And that was the end ofthat beautiful day,When the twins watchedthe farmer man make the new hay.
