A cold and frosty morning

It's actually a cotoneaster, not a mulberry bush, but I had to hum this old nursery rhyme to myself when I saw these leaves fringed with crystals like someone had dipped them in glitter.

Here we go round the Mulberry bush,
the Mulberry bush, the Mulberry bush.
Here we go round the Mulberry bush,
On a cold and frosty morning.

This is the way we wash our hands,
Wash our hands, wash our hands.
This is the way we wash our hands,
On a cold and frosty morning.

This is the way we clean our teeth,
Clean our teeth, clean our teeth,
This is the way we clean our teeth,
On a cold and frosty morning.

This is the way we brush our hair,
Brush our hair, brush our hair.
This is the way we brush our hair,
On a cold and frosty morning.

This is the way we go to school,
Go to school, go to school.
This is the way we go to school,
On a cold and frosty morning.

This is the way we come home from school,
Come home from school, come home from school,
This is the way we come home from school,
On a cold and frosty morning.

Here we go round the Mulberry bush,
the Mulberry bush, the Mulberry bush.
Here we go round the Mulberry bush,
On a cold frosty morning.