I picked a dandelion clock
And I held it near my nose
I blew the pretty fluff away
And counted up my blows
“It’s one o’clock, it’s two o’clock
I gave a great big puff –
“It’s three o’clock, it’s four o’clock”
Away went all the fluff
My dandelion clock was right
For mother called to me
“Come in and wash your grubby hands
It’s nearly time for tea”
