Classic Poem

What do you think I saw to-day
When I walked forth to take the air?
I saw a little house of hay,
All in a pasture fair.

And just within the green grass door
I saw a little cobbler sit:
He sat crossed-legged upon the floor,
And tapped, tip-tit, tip-tit!

“What are you making there so neat?”
“Gaiters for glow-worms,” he made reply,
“And thistledown slippers for fairy feet,
And garden boots for a butterfly.”

“What do they pay you, my busy mite?”
“Some bring me honey and some bring dew
And the glow-worms visit me every night
And light my chamber through.”