When spring comes, count sums—
One and two and three.
Kiss by kiss make a list,
Counting back to me,
One and two and three—-and four!
Always adding just one more.

Rich we are, and will survive,
Adding one and two to five;
Six and seven makes our heaven,
Feasting, eating eight!
Drink we nine sipping fine,
Up to ten, then start again!

One and two and three—-and four,
Always adding just one more!