Over in the garden, in the bright, bright sun
Stood a happy gardener
And his little seed one.
"Sprout," said the gardener.
"I will sprout," said the one.
And it sprouted all day in the bright, bright sun.

Over in the garden with the sky so blue
Stood a happy gardener
And his little sprouts two.
"Grow," said the gardener
"We will grow," said the two.
And they grew all day with the sky so blue.

Over in the garden by the old oak tree
Stood a happy gardener
And his little plants three.
"Bloom," said the gardener."
"We will bloom," said the three.
And they bloomed all day by the old oak tree.

Over in the garden as the rain did pour
Stood a happy gardener
And his little bloomers four.
"Bear fruit," said the gardener.
"We will bear," said the four.
And they bore their fruit
As the rain did pour.

Over in the garden by the buzzy bee hive
Stood a happy gardener
And his bushel baskets five.
"Fill up," said the gardener.
"We are full," said the five.
And she carried the harvest past the buzzy bee hive.

(From North Carolina Ag in the Classroom)