I think I am a Muffin Man. I haven’t got a bell,
I haven’t got the muffin things that muffin people sell.



Perhaps I am a Postman. No, I think I am a Tram.
I’m feeling rather funny and I don’t know what I am—



Round ab BUT
Round about
And round about
And round about I go—
All around the table,
The table in the nursery—



Round about
And round about
And round about I go;
I think I am a Traveller escaping from a Bear;



I think I am an Elephant,
Behind another Elephant
Behind another Elephant who isn’t really there. . . .



Round abSO
Round about
And round about
And round about and round about
And round about
And round about
And I go.



I think I am a Ticket Man who’s selling tickets—please,



I think I am a Doctor who is visiting a Sneeze;



Perhaps I’m just a Nanny who is walking with a pram
I’m feeling rather funny and I don’t know what I am—

Round ab BUT
Round about
And round about
And round about I go—
All around the table,
The table in the nursery—
Round about
And round about
And round about I go:


I think I am a Puppy, so I’m hanging out my tongue;



I think I am a Camel who
Is looking for a Camel who
Is looking for a Camel who is looking for its Young. . . .

Round abSO
Round about
And round about
And round about and round about
And round about
And round about
And I go.