Lizzy's First Story

I taught the girls a little nursery rhyme the other day, and Lizzy decided to write it down. So she sat at her little table and this is what she wrote:

1 2 3 4 5 I HAD COT A FESH U LIV
6 7 8 9 10 VAN I FRO HM BAC UGAN
OI DED U LAT HM GO
CUZ HE BT MI FEGR SO
WAT FEGR DIT E BIT
VEZ LEDL FEGR OVA RIT

Here's the actual rhyme:

1 2 3 4 5 Once I caught a fish alive
6 7 8 9 10 Then I let him go again
Why did you let him go?
Because he bit my finger so.
Which finger did he bite?
This little finger on the right.