Donald
Donald ran away
All he wanted was to play
Now he’s very sad
He knows Mom will be mad
He takes a nap under a tree
In his dreams what did he see?
Lots of homemade apple pies
And his mom with tears in her eyes.
Suddenly he awoke
Standing near were many people but only one spoke
Are you Donald the lost little boy?
He nodded yes and was full of joy
With hugs and kisses from everyone
He began to realize what he had done
All grown up is Donald today
But -- what happened that day does not go away
The Fly
Little guy
Catch the fly
Jump so high
Toward the sky
He’ll fly away
As you go astray
Come back today
And shout “Hooray”