We’re funny little people
We hug trees and leaves
We are colorful and happy
And the friends of the bees
We laugh and we cry
And we don’t wear any shoe
We sleep beneath the sky
Our ceiling very blue
We climb all the hills
And all the mountains too
We sing with the birds
And with cows when they moo
And all that we wear
Is a glove full of love
We borrowed it from sky
When it showered from above.
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