Uncle Rob says:
Once the daisies all were white,
Till a baby
Ate his supper down one night,
And stained his face all yellow.
Smeared with butter, off to
Crept the sleepy flower."Fie!" the good nurse dew-drop said,
Come now to my bower."Let me wash you clean,
I pray,
Like the pink and rosy."But the daisy pulled
Like a stubborn posy.
All unwashed he went to sleep,
Naughty little fellow.
Ever since he's had to
That great patch of yellow.
So Uncle Rob says.
