Grandpa Pencil's
Little Rhymes

Piping Down The Valleys Wild
William Blake 

Piping down the valleys wild
Piping songs of pleasant glee
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he laughing said to me,

"Pipe a song about a lamb";
So I piped with merry cheer;
"Piper pipe that song again" -
So I piped, he wept to hear.

"Drop thy pipe thy happy pipe
Sing thy songs of merry cheer"
So I sung the same again
While he wept with joy to hear.

"Piper sit thee down and write
In a book that all may read" -
So he vanished from my sight.
And I plucked a hollow reed,

And I made a rural pen,
And I stained the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear.