Samp the sparrows to the snow-flakes,
“s “Where did you come from, pray ?

 

waa You make the trees all wet and cold;
We wish you’d go away.”

Said the snow-flakes to the sparrows,
“Don’t be so rude and bold;

Your feather coats are nice and warm,
You cannot feel the cold.”

Said the sparrows to the snow-flakes,
“You cover up the way ;

We'll starve, because we cannot find
A thing to eat to-day.”

Dear sparrows,” said the snow-flakes,
Now do not get so mad.

We come from yonder cloudland,
To make the children glad;