spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the flowers is?

an old old old little bit of fluff that my mommy used to recite. along the same lines as "does eat oats" (Doe as in female deer) , and if you don't recognize it, not to worry, you have not missed the crowning piece of literature from the 30s & 40 s. it just a bit of fun. it does however, make me smile whether I hum it, sing it or even let it trip through the brain (today it's a short trip)

does eats oats
and goats eats oats
and little lambs eat ivy

a kid'll eat ivy too
wouldn't you (in a light an lilting sort of tone)