Status Updates From Under the Window

My house is red—a little house,
A happy child am I,
I laugh and play the livelong day
I hardly ever cry.

I have a tree, a green, green tree,
To shade me from the sun;
And under it I often sit,
When all my work is done.

My little basket I will take,
And trip into the town;
When next I'm there I'll buy some cake,
And spend my bright half-crown.

"Oh, what will you give me, you three little boys,
In exchange for these good, good things?"
"Some bread and cheese, and some radishes,
And our little brown bird that sings."

"Now, that won't do, you three little chums,
I'll have something better than that—
Two of your fingers, and two of your thumbs,
In the crown of your largest hat!"

...ugh...wtf?

"If it's bad to have money, it's worse to have none."

Inspiration: After following the Kate Greenaway award for so long I should really read what Toksvig refers to as her seminal work