Two little birdies, one wintry day,
Began to wonder, and then to say,
" How about breakfast, this wintry day? "

Two little maidens, that wintry day,
Into the garden soon took their way,
Where the snow lay deep, that wintry day.

One with her broom swept the snow away;
One scattered crumbs, then went to play;
So the birdies had breakfast that wintry day.