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Itsy and Pinky and the Butterfly


Itsy Bitsy Biter went in the yard to play Pinky Winky went along to lay upon the hay. The butterfly flew low and tickled Pinkie’s ear. Itsy Bitsy Biter yelled, “Steer her over here.” Pinky Winky laughed out loud As it landed on Itsy’s head. They both spoke at once, “Oh my, what a beautiful red.”
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