"Lavender's blue, diddle diddle"-
So goes the song;
All round her bush, diddle diddle,
Butterflies throng;
(They love her well, diddle diddle,
So do the bees;)
While she herself, diddle diddle,
Sways in the breeze!
"Lavender's blue, diddle diddle,
Lavender's green
She'll scent the clothes, diddle diddle,
Put away clean-
Clean from the wash, diddle diddle,
Hanky and sheet;
Lavender's spikes, diddle diddle,
Make them all sweet!
