Tick-took Tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock,
Sings the pretty cuckoo clock;
Tick-tack, tick-tack,
Time flies on, but ne'er comes back.
Tick-tock, tick-tock,
Sings the dainty crystal clock;
Tick-tack, Tick-tack,
Work and wait, and never lack.
Tick-tock, Tick-tock,
Sings the old grandfather's clock,
Tick-tack, tick-tack,
Take and keep, the better track.
THE COW-TREE.
South America's soil
Yields the towering Cow-tree,
With sweet milk in its cells
For you or for me;
Its sap is the Milk,--
Cut the tree and it flows;
Like leather its leaves,
And its branches like bows.