Bright up into Bossy's eyes
Looked the Daisy boldly;
But, alas! to his surprise,
Bossy ate him coldly.
Listen! Daisies in the fields,
Hide away from Bossy!
Daisies make the milk she yields,
And her coat grow glossy.
So, each day, she tries to find
Daisies nodding sweetly;
And, although it 's most unkind,
Bites their heads off neatly.
