Pickley Nickel, you smell like a shoe,
Pickley Nickel, you make me go poo.
Pickley Nickel, how is your day,
Pickley Nickel, I really must say,
Pickley Nickel, please go away.

The singing of the heart so soft so sweet,
The singing of the heart sounds like a bird's tweet.
The heart is so small of the one so close to me,
She smiles and laughs, a spirit so free.
My child, my love, so beautiful with light,
As she grows, I'll watch with delight.