Capital I

We all live in a capital I 
In the middle of the desert 
In the center of the sky. 

All day long we polish up the I 
To make it clean and shiny 
So it brightens up the sky. 
Rubbing it here 
And scrubbing it there. 
Polishing the I 
So high in the air. 

And as we work we sing a lively tune 
"It is great to be so happy on a busy afternoon." 
And when we're through with the day's only chore, 
We go into the I 
And we close the door. 

Capital I, capital I, capital I, capital I.