| At Sunny Hillside petting farm The animals like to play, A tournament of hide and seek To wile away the day. |  |
A fluffy chap, called Little Chick,
Determined he would win,
Tried so hard to hide himself,
But they kept finding him.
They…
… found him in the hay stack,
They found him in the hedge.
They found him in the flower pot
Upon the window ledge.
They found him in the stable,
They found him in the straw.
They found him in the cow shed
Hid just behind the door.
They found him in the tractor,
They found him with the geese.
They found him buried deep inside
The old sheep’s woolly fleece.
They found him in the orchard,
They found him by the mat.
They found him with the scarecrow,
Underneath his hat.
SIGH!
Poor Little Chick he wondered why
He kept on being beat.
The fact was that he left big tracks
With his enormous feet!
Determined he would win,
Tried so hard to hide himself,
But they kept finding him.
They…
… found him in the hay stack,
They found him in the hedge.
They found him in the flower pot
Upon the window ledge.
They found him in the stable,
They found him in the straw.
They found him in the cow shed
Hid just behind the door.
They found him in the tractor,
They found him with the geese.
They found him buried deep inside
The old sheep’s woolly fleece.
They found him in the orchard,
They found him by the mat.
They found him with the scarecrow,
Underneath his hat.
SIGH!
Poor Little Chick he wondered why
He kept on being beat.
The fact was that he left big tracks
With his enormous feet!
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