ORIGINAL LYRICS
Copyright 1996 Beth Checkovich
Oh, see the beaver,
A young kit he was born,
In a lodge,
In the middle of a pond.
He’s looking for a home,
To call all his own.
He’s now two,
His parents say they are through.
Beaver, searching alone.
A mammal, a rodent,
He is known.
His big, orange teeth
Gnaw the trees that he eats,
And his waffle tail
Slaps an alarm.
Mix, Mix, Mix, Mix
Mix, Mix, Mix, Mix
Put the solute in the solvent,
Stir or let it be.
M I X T U R E,
Mix It Up and See.
Mixtures Mix
Mixtures Mix
Solutes can dissolve
Or there they sit.
Chemistry is really fun
It’s made for you and me.
M I X T U R E
Mix It Up and See.
Earthworms, spiders, slugs;
They have no backbones,
Nor do any bugs.
Earthworms, spiders, slugs,
And millions of different types of bugs.
Sponge, worm, and stinging cells;
These are invertebrates,
I’m happy to tell.
Mollusk with soft body; spiny skin;
One group is left to fit in.
Arthropods with jointed feet
Are insects and spiders
That are really neat.
Crustaceans and centipedes
And the many legs of the millipedes.
Earthworms, spiders, slugs;
They have no backbones,
Nor do any bugs.
Earthworms, spiders, slugs,
And millions of different types of bugs.