In a meadow green, by a bubbling brook,
Lived a lambkin and a fish, who shared a nook.
With wool so soft, and scales so bright,
They danced and played from morning light.

Lambkin and little fish, hand in fin,
In their friendship, joy would begin.
With laughter and splashes, they'd frolic and play,
In the tale of their delightful day.

The lambkin, with a gentle bleat,
Would graze the grass, with dainty feet.
The little fish, in the water's cool embrace,
Would swim and glide, with graceful grace.

Would graze the grass, with dainty feet.
The little fish again

In a meadow green, by a bubbling brook,
Lived a lambkin and a fish, who shared a nook.
With wool so soft, and scales so bright,
They danced and played from morning light.

Lambkin and little fish, hand in fin,
In their friendship, joy would begin.
With laughter and splashes, they'd frolic and play,
In the tale of their delightful day.

The lambkin, with a gentle bleat,
Would graze the grass, with dainty feet.
The little fish, in the water's cool embrace,
Would swim and glide, with graceful grace.

Would graze the grass, with dainty feet.
The little fish again

In a meadow green, by a bubbling brook,