The dog will come when he is called,

The cat will walk away;

The monkey's cheek is very bald,

The goat is fond of play.

The parrot is a prate-apace,

Yet knows not what she says;

The noble horse will win the race,

Or draw you in a chaise.

The pig is not a feeder nice,

The squirrel loves a nut,

The wolf would eat you in a trice,

The buzzard's eyes are shut.

The lark sings high up in the air,

The linnet in the tree;

The swan he has a bosom fair,

And who so proud as he?