It's Opener, Out There, In The Wide,

One Fish. Two Fish. Red Fish. Blue Fish. Black Fish. Blue Fish. Old Fish. New Fish. This One Has A Little Star. This One Has A Little Car. Say! What A Lot Of Fish There Are.

You're On Your Own. And You Know What You Know. And You Are The One Who'll Decide Where To Go.

This Book Is To Be Read In Bed.

All Those Nupboards In The Cupboards They're Good Fun To Have About. But That Nooth Gush On My Tooth Brush.....him I Could Do Without.

In The Places I Go There Are Things That I See That I Never Could Spell If I Stopped With The Z.