“Magpie, Magpie, tell me, pray, Where have you been?” “Far away!”
“You built a fire, And you cooked some mash, You called your friends, And here, in a flash, A hungry brood By the porch they stood. You drew your spoon, They held the noon.”
“Magpie, Magpie, tell me, dear, Where have you been?” “I've been near!”
“The squirrel had some, And so did the hare, The fox and the owl They each got a share. But the wolf in the hole Got nothing at all. His little grey soul Got nothing at all!”
“He had fetched no water, He had chopped no wood, He had built no fire, He had cooked no food!”