There was Old China
Who barely got sleep
He had so many children
That he had to keep
Japan chased the animals
And Taiwan liked to sing
Hong Kong told stories
And Korea liked to cling
They ran and they jumped
They read and they giggled
Swinging and sliding
They tagged and they wiggled
So China would wait
'Til the end of the day
Gather them up
And stop all their play
He'd give them their rice
And feed them some beans
Then send them to bed
All squished like sardines