Free The Cow Went Over the Mountain by Jeanette Krinsley

O ne day Little Cow said to her mother,
    “I’m going over to the other mountain.
    The grass is munchier over there.”
    “Very well,” said Mother Cow.

    So away went Little Cow,
    and soon she met a little frog.
    “Come along with me, Little Frog,” she said.
    “I’m going over to the other mountain.
    The bugs are much crunchier there.”

    So Little Frog jumped up on Cow’s back, and they walked along together.
    Soon they met a little white duck.
    “Come with us,”
    said Cow to Little White Duck.
    “We are going to the other mountain.
    The water is much sploshier there.”
    So Duck went too.

    Down the road they walked till they met a pig.
    “Come along with us, Little Pig,” said Cow.
    “We are going over to the other mountain. The mud is much sloshier there.”
    So Pig went too, and they walked along together and sang a silly song.
    “The grass is munchier.
    The bugs are crunchier.

    “The water is sploshier.
    The mud is sloshier.
    Then they saw a bear, so they sang,
    “The honey is gooier.”
    And Bear said, “I’ll come too.”
    And they walked and walked and walked.

    When they got to the other mountain,
    they all sat down to rest.
    And they were so tired that they soon fell asleep.
    In the morning they woke with the sun, very hungry and all ready to eat.
    BUT—

    The grass was not munchier.

    The bugs were not crunchier.

    The water was not sploshier.

    The mud was not sloshier.

    The honey was not gooier.
    It just was not true,
    all that Little Cow had said.
    And everyone felt sad and blue,
    till all at once Cow jumped up.

    “Look,” she said.
    “We are on the wrong mountain.”
    And as she pointed they all agreed
    that the other mountain was greener.

    So they started out again and walked and walked and walked.
    Down, down, down they went till they came to the bottom of the mountain.
    Then—

    Up, up, up they climbed.
    Then they stopped,
    and what do you think they found?

    They were home, on their own green mountain.
    So they all looked at Cow and sang—
    “The grass is munchier.
    The bugs are crunchier.
    The water is sploshier.
    The mud is sloshier.
    The honey is gooier,
    Right here at home.”

    And they laughed and laughed and laughed.