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CATERPILLARS & BUTTERFLIES
HUNGRY LITTLE CATERPILLAR
Hungry little caterpillar in the garden one day,
Ate one of everything, he saw on his way.
When he weighed himself, he weighed a ton.
He wondered why, when he only ate one!
                                                Jean Warren
 

EENSY, WEENSY CATERPILLAR
Tune: “Eensy, Weensy Spider”

Eensy weensy caterpillar
Crawled up the garden wall.
Down came the rain
He hoped he wouldn’t fall.

Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain.
Then the eensy weensy caterpillar
Went on his way again.
Adapted traditional
Jean Warren
 
BUTTERFLY, BUTTERFLY

Tune: “This Old Man”

Butterfly, butterfly
Flying way up in the sky.
With a flutter, flutter here
And a flutter, flutter there
You just flutter everywhere.

On the grass, on the tree,
On the flower, then on me.
With a flutter, flutter here
And a flutter, flutter there
You just flutter everywhere.
Jean Warren

 
BUTTERFLY CHANT
Butterfly, butterfly
Fly up high.
Butterfly, butterfly
Touch the sky.

Butterfly, butterfly
Fly down low.
Butterfly, butterfly
Touch my toe.

Fly up high,
Fly down low.
Butterfly, butterfly
"Way to go!"
Jean Warren
Have your child pretend to be a butterfly and follow the directions in the chant.
Give your child a hug or a "hi-five" at the end of the chant.

 
BUTTERFLY, BUTTERFLY

Butterfly, butterfly,
Flying around
Up in the bushes,
Down on the ground.

Flying up high,
Flying down low,
Flying fast,
Flying slow.

Butterfly, butterfly,
I want to know,
Where do you fly
When it starts to snow?
Jean Warren

 
Five Little Butterflies

Five little butterflies on flowers galore,
One flew off, then there were four.

Four little butterflies among the sweet peas.
One flew off, then there were three.

Three little butterflies with nothing to do,
One flew off, then there were two.

Two little butterflies resting in the sun,
One flew off, then there was one.

One little butterfly, now the only one,
She flew off, then there were none.
                                 Jean Warren