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What a sleepy little baby, / He can hardly lift his head, / Really he can't eat his supper, / He would rather go to bed.
All the day long, patter, patter, / Go the busy little feet, / And when night comes, he's so tired, / Herbert doesn't want to eat.
In the morning bright and early, / Out he pokes his little head, / Like a darling downy birdie, / From his little nesty bed.
Then he says, "won't wake dear mama, / I'll just kiss her on the eyes," / And he creeps on tip-toe softly / To the spot where mama lies.
Wakes her up with hugs and kisses, / Then begins his busy day, / From the morning to the evening / He does nothing else but play,
Till he is so very tired, / He can't eat his milk and bread. / All that Herbert wants or cares for / Just now, is to go to bed.