Maypole

In the woods there grew a tree

A fine fine tree was he

On that tree there was a limb

And on that limb there was a branch

On that branch there was a nest

And in that nest there was an egg

In that egg there was a bird

And from that bird a feather came

Of that feather was a bed

On that bed there was a girl

And on that girl there was a man

From that man there was a seed

And from that seed there was a boy

From that boy there was a man

And for that man there was a grave

From that grave there grew a tree

In Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle

On that tree there was a limb

And on that limb there was a branch

On that branch there was a nest

And in that nest there was an egg

In that egg there was a bird

And from that bird a feather came

Of that feather was a bed

In Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle

On that bed there was a girl

And on that girl there was a man

From that man there was a seed

And from that seed there was a boy

From that boy there was a man

And for that man there was a grave

From that grave there grew a tree

On that tree there was a limb

And on that limb there was a branch

On that branch there was a nest

And in that nest there was an egg

In that egg there was a bird

And from that bird a feather came

Of that feather was a bed

In Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle Sumerisle

On that bed there was a girl

And on that girl there was a man

From that man there was a seed

And from that seed there was a boy

From that boy there was a man

And for that man there was a grave

From that grave there grew a tree