The Little Red Hen

The Little Red Hen found a grain of wheat,
Said "This looks good enough to eat,
But I'll plant it instead, make me some bread, "
Said to the other guys down the street,
"Who will help me plant this wheat?"
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"Not I!" said the dog & the cat.
"Not I!" said the mouse & the rat.
"I will then " said the Little Red Hen,
And she did!
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Well the sun shone bright, the rain it blew,
The grain of wheat it grew & grew
It began to sprout & it headed out
'Til it was ripe enough
Said "Who will help me harvest this stuff?"

She lugged it to the miller to grind to flour
'Cause the others would furnish her no manpower
And at baking time they all declined
To help her with the job
They were a doggone no-good mob

The bread looked good & smelled so fine
The gang came running & fell in line
"We'll do our part with all our heart
To help you eat this chow!"
She said "I do not need you now!"

(tune of chorus) "I planted & hoed this grain of wheat,
Them that works not, shall not eat
That's my credo" the little bird said
And that's why they called her "Red"!

- lyrics & music by Malvina Reynolds
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