Picking pears I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
That's all that fit inside the ones place value line
So I picked another pear and made a group of ten that fit into a bag perfectly even
Twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy, eighty, ninety
I had to keep picking pears, the hunger I had to feed
So I picked another ten and that led to one group of one-hundred
A pear bonked me on the head and I said
Ten ones make ten
Ten groups of ten are one-hundred
Ten hundreds make one-thousand
The pattern never ends
I rode my bike one whole mile
Then two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and in a little while
Another mile made one group of ten
A little voice inside my head said, keep going, I know you can
Twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy, eighty, ninety
I never knew I had so many miles inside me
The end of my trip was coming up ahead
I rode ten more miles and reached one-hundred
Then that little voice inside my head said
Ten ones make ten
Ten groups of ten are one-hundred
Ten hundreds make one-thousand
The pattern never ends
After the bell rang at eight o'clock, I started playing with my base-ten blocks
I stacked up nine and then one more made ten
And then ten tens equaled one-hundred
Two-hundred, three-hundred, four-hundred, five-hundred
Six-hundred, seven-hundred, eight-hundred, nine-hundred
Another hundred wouldn't fit in the hundreds place
I had to write one group in the thousands place
Then I played the air bass
Ten ones make ten
Ten groups of ten are one-hundred
Ten hundreds make one-thousand
The pattern never ends
Ten ones make ten
Ten groups of ten are one-hundred
Ten hundreds make one-thousand
The pattern never ends
Ten groups of one-thousand equal ten-thousand
Ten ten-thousands make one hundred-thousand
And ten of those make one million
And the pattern has no end