Crinkle Crankle Trees

Crinkle crankle trees abound and copper pennies push the ground ducklings with their moms in ponds gonna catch me a gator. Fallen threads from silken wings snorkel with bubbles from the blue whale king laugh as your grandma begins to sing giggling tears down her face. Patent leather heart beat shiny I'll hide as you count then find me Floating a bottle out to sea You grab the captain's hat. Crinkle crankle trees abound autumn sings her pumpkin song Who are we not to sing along swinging on mosquito swing. Flutter by the words I say but a story a day keeps the doctor away Psychiatry soup is an ear that you pay to listen to your all of your tales. So pull up a three legged chair to my table sound the alarms and send out the cables (Bring the rose water lemonade if you’re able) ‘cause it looks like we’re in for a whopper...