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A bottle tree bloometh in Winkyway land -- / Heigh-ho for a bottle, I say! / A snug little berth in that ship I demand / That rocketh the Bottle-Tree babies away / Where the Bottle Tree bloometh by night and by day / And reacheth its fruit to each wee, dimpled hand; / You take of that fruit as much as you list, / For colic's a nuisance that doesn't exist! / So cuddle me and cuddle me fast, / And cuddle me snug in my cradle away, / For I hunger and thirst for that precious repast -- / Heigh-ho for a bottle, I say!
The Bottle Tree bloometh by night and by day! / Heigh-ho for Winkyway land! / And Bottle-Tree fruit (as I've heard people say) / Makes bellies of Bottle-Tree babies expand -- / And that is a trick I would fain understand! / Heigh-ho for a bottle to-day! / And heigh-ho for a bottle to-night -- / A bottle of milk that is creamy and white! / So cuddle me close, and cuddle me fast, / And cuddle me snug in my cradle away, / For I hunger and thirst for that precious repast -- / Heigh-ho for a bottle, I say!