The Favorite Little Bird

A little bird father And a little bird mother Had five little birds in a nest. They knew it was wrong, but There was a favorite Child they both liked best.

All the munchiest worms, All the scrunchiest worms, (Though they knew it was unfair) still, All the slidiest worms, And the glidiest worms, Went into that one child's bill.

Then the favorite bird, As I have heard, Got colic, and nearly died. And the mother bird And the father bird Both sat on a bough and cried.

And after that, When worms were fat, Each child got equal shares. And the rest of the season, For some strange reason, No nest was as happy as theirs!