Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Up stairs and down stairs in his night-gown,
Tapping at the window, crying at the lock,
"Are the children in their bed,
for it's past eight o'clock?"
"Hey, Willie Winkie, are you coming in?
The cat is singing purring sounds
to the sleeping hen,
The dog's spread out on the floor,
and doesn't give a cheep,
But here's a wakeful little boy
who will not fall asleep!"