Sammy’s on the Seesaw

Sammy’s on the seesaw
Once it was a tree.
Sammy’s on the seesaw
Up and down with me.

When he goes up,
I come down.
When I go up
He hits the ground.

Sammy’s on the seesaw
Happy and carefree.
Sammy’s on the seesaw
Up and down with me.

His toes dig in,
Mine fly free.
My toes tap dirt
He yells, “Wheeee”

Sammy’s on the seesaw
Rhythm is our key.
Sammy’s on the seesaw
Up and down with me.

Up, down, up, down
Up, down, up.

Sammy’s on the seesaw
Up and down with me.

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