Con The Composer

 

Con The Composter

Con the composter was black red and small
And where there was compost he'd answer the call
No matter how big and no matter how small
Con the Composer composed it all

Nellie the needler was brave strong and bright
She'd make an impression when there in sunlight
She'd so through the morning and all through the night
And she wouldn't stop until all worked out right.

Felix the Fixer was jolly and gay
So happy was he to fixed all things all day
And when he was tired he'd put them away
And say "That's it I'm done" and then go out to play

Freda the flyer was up before dawn
She'd fly all the day until sunlight was gone
And then she'd touch down and would say with a yawn
I think I'll just sleep her right here on the lawn!