The Hungry Windmill

Wheat, give me wheat,
Give me corn and oats to eat,
Let me grind them nice and fine
With these teeth of mine.
Now I can spy bags and bags and bags of rye,
Straight into my mouth they’ll fly,
I’ll eat them by and by.
Yum, yum, yum,
Here they come!
Yum, yum, yum,
Give me some!