O by the by Has anybody seen Little you-I Who stood on a green Hill and threw His wish at blue With swoop and a dart Out flew his wish (It dived like a fish But it climbed like a dream) Throbbing like a heart Singing like a flame Blue took it my Far beyond far And high beyond high Bluer took it your But bluest took it our Away beyond where What a wonderful thing Is the end of a string (Murmurs little you-I As the hill becomes nil) And will somebody tell Me why people let go