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Nursery Rhymes
Over the years I have seen many a collection of Mother Goose. The rhymes are folk
literature. Many are very old, and there are may variations, some English, some
American. These are the ones I grew up with, those I remember, those I love, those
I told my children and hope to tell my grandchildren. This is the way I remember
them. I am sure my ear heard them in a way pleasing to me. There is no right or
wrong form. That is the magic of folk literature, the magic of poetry. AA Burrows
Index of rst lines
Gypsy, Gypsy, tell it me
Handy Pandy, Jack-a-dandy
Hark, hark, the dogs to bark
Heres Sally Sue. What shall she do?
Here we go round the mulberry bush
Hey diddle diddle
Hickory dickory dock
Higgledy, piggledy, my black hen
Hot cross buns, hot cross buns
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Hush-a-bye, Baby, in the tree top
Hush, little baby, dont say a word
I do not like thee, Doctor Fell
If youve dimple on your cheek
I had a little hen, the prettiest ever seen
I had a little pony
I saw a ship a-sailing
Its raining, its pouring
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Sprat could eat no fat
Jerry Hall
Lavenders blue, dilly dilly, lavenders green
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Little Robin Redbreast
A,b,c,d,e,f,g
A diller, a dollar
All around the cobblers bench
A man of words and not of deeds
As I walked by myself
As I was going to St. Ives
A was an archer, who shot at a frog
Barney Bodkin broke his nose
Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?
Barber, barber, shave a big.
Birds of a feather ock together
Blow, wind, blow! and go, mill, go!
Boby Shaftoes gone to sea
Bow, wow, wow, whos dog art thou?
Bye, Baby Bunting
Cackle, cackle, Mother Goose
Cobbler, cobbler, mend my shoe
Cock-a-doodle-do
Daffy-down-dilly
Diddle, diddle dumpling, my son John
Ding dong bell, Pussys in the well!
Doctor Foster went to Gloucester
Donkey, donkey, old and gray
Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess
Elsie Marley is grown so ne
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear
Georgie Porgie pudding n pie
Goosey, goosey, gander
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Mary had a little lamb
Mistress Mary, quite contrary
Mondays child is fair of face
Needles and pins, needles and pins
Now I lay m down to sleep
Old Grimes is dead, that good old man
Old King Cole was a merry old soul
Old Mother Goose
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
Once I saw a little bird
One for sorrow
One, he loves. Two, he loves.
One misty, moisty morning
One, two, buckle my shoe
One, two, three, four, ve
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, bakers man
Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold
Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater
Polly put the kettle on, Polly put the kettle on
Pussycat, Pussycat, where have you been?
Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross
Ring around the rosies
Rock-a-bye, baby, on the treetop
Roses are red
Round and round the cobblers bench
Rub a dub dub
See-saw, Margery Daw
Simple Simon met a pieman
Sing a song of six pence
Solomon Grundy
The fair maid who, the rst of May
The man in the moon came down too soon
The man in the wilderness asked me
The north wind doth blow
The old woman must stand at the tub, tub, tub
The Queen of Hearts she made some tarts
There was a man in our town
There was an old woman, as Ive heard tell
There was an old woman tossed in a basket
There was a crooked man
There was a little girl
There was an old soldier of Bister
There was an old woman lived under a hill
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe
Thirty days hath September
This is the house that Jack built
This little pig went to market
Three blind mice. See, how they run
Three jolly huntsmen
Three little kittens they lost their mittens
Three wise men from Gotham
To market, to market, to buy a fat pig
Tom, Tom, the pipers son, he learned to play...
Tom, Tom, the pipers son, stole a pig...
Twenty white horses
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Two little dicky birds sitting on a wall
Up on Pauls steeple stands a tree
Wee Willy Winkie ran through the town
What are little boys made of?
When the wind is in the east
Who killed Cock Robin?
Willy Boy, Willy Boy, where are you going?
Will you step into my parlor?
Tongue twisters:
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
She sells sea shells by the seashore
Round and round the rough and ragged rock
Rubber baby buggy bumpers
The sixth sheiks sixth sheep
A tutor who tooted a ute
Betty bought some butter
Vinegar, Veal and Venison
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A,b,c,d,e,f,g,
H,i,j,k,l,m,n,o,p,
Q,r,s,and t,u,v,
W and x, y, z.
Now I know my ABCs,
Next time wont you sing with me?
A diller, a dollar,
A ten oclock scholar,
What makes you come so soon?
You used to come at ten oclock,
But now you come at noon.
All around the cobblers bench,
The monkey chased the weasel,
The monkey thought twas all in fun,
Pop! goes the weasel.
A penny for a spool of thread,
A penny for a needle,
Thats the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds
And when the weeds begin to grow
Its like a garden full of snow
And when the snow begins to fall
Its like a bird upon the wall
And when the bird away does y
Its like an eagle in the sky
And when the sky begins to roar
Its like a lion at the door
And when the door begins to crack
Its like a stick across your back
And when your back begins to smart
Its like a penknife in your heart
And when your heart begins to bleed
Youre dead, and dead, and dead indeed.
As I walked by myself,
And talked to myself,
Myself said I to me,
Look to thyself,
Take care of thyself,
For nobody cares for thee.
I answered myself,
And said to myself,
In the self-same repartee,
Look to thyself,
Or not to thyself,
The self-same thing will be.
As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wifes,
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits,
Kits, cats, sacks, n wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
A was an archer, who shot at a frog,
B was a butcher, and had a great dog.
C was a captain, all covered with lace,
D was a drunkard, and had a red face.
E was a squire, with pride on his brow,
F was a farmer, and followed the plow.
G was a gamester, who had but ill-luck,
H was a hunter, and hunted a buck.
I was an innkeeper, who lived to carouse,
J was a joiner, and built a ne house.
K was a king, who governed the land,
L was his lady, who had a white hand.
M was a miser, and hoarded up gold,
N was a nobleman, gallant and bold.
O was an oyster girl, who went about town,
P was a parson, and wore a black gown.
Q was a queen, who wore a silk slip,
R was a robber, and wanted a whip.
S was a sailor, and spent all he got,
T was a tinker, and mended a pot.
U was an usurer, a miserable elf,
V was a vintner, who drank all himself.
W was a watchman, who guarded the door,
X was expensive, and so became poor.
Y was a youth, who didnt love school,
And Z was zany, a poor harmless fool.
Barney Bodkin broke his nose,
Without feet we cant have toes;
Crazy folks are always mad,
Want of money makes us sad.
Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes, sir, yes, sir, three bags full.
One for my master and one for my dame
And one for the little boy who lives down the lane
Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes, sir, yes, sir, three bags full.
Barber, barber, shave a big.
How many hairs to make a wig?
Four and twenty, thats enough.
Give the barber a pinch of snuff.
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Birds of a feather ock together
and so do pigs and swine.
Rats and mice will have their choice
and so will I have mine.
Blow, wind, blow! and go, mill, go!
that the miller may grind corn,
that the baker may take it
and into rolls make it
and send us some hot in the morn.
Boby Shaftoes gone to sea,
Silver buckles on his knee,
Hell come back and marry me,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe
Bobby Shaftoes fat and fair
Combing down his yellow hair,
Hes my love forever more,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe
Bow, wow, wow, whos dog art thou?
Im Tommy Tinkers dog, bow, wow, wow!
Bye, Baby Bunting,
Daddys gone a hunting
To get himself a rabbits skin
To wrap my Baby Bunting in.
Cackle, cackle, Mother Goose,
Have you any feathers loose?
Truly have I, my pretty fellow,
Half enough to ll a pillow.
And here are quills, take one or two,
And down to make a bed for you.
Cobbler, cobbler, mend my shoe,
Give it a stitch and that will do.
Heres a nail, and theres a prod,
How ne it is to be well shod.
Cock-a-doodle-do,
The maid has lost her shoe
And masters lost is ddling stick
And dont know what to do.
Daffy-down-dilly
Has come to town
with a yellow petticoat
And a pretty green gown.
Diddle, diddle dumpling, my son John
Went to bed with his stockings on,
One shoe off and one shoe on,
Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John.
Ding dong bell, Pussys in the well!
Who put her in? Little Johnny Flynn.
Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Stout.
Oh, what a naughty boy was that
To try n drown poor pussycat
Whos never done us any harm
And kills the mice on fathers farm.
Doctor Foster went to Gloucester
In a shower of rain,
Fell into a puddle right to his middle,
And never went there again.
Donkey, donkey, old and gray,
Open your mouth and gently bray.
Lift your ears and blow your horn
To wake the world this sleepy morn.
Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess,
They all went together to seek a birds nest.
They found a birds nest with ve eggs in,
They all took one, and left four in.
Elsie Marley is grown so ne,
She wont get up to feed the swine,
But lies in bed till eight or nine.
Lazy Elsie Marley.
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear,
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair,
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasnt fuzzy, wuzzy?
Georgie Porgie pudding n pie,
kissed the girls and made them cry,
But when the boys came out to play,
Georgie Porgie ran away.
Goosey, goosey, gander
Whither doth thou wander
Up stairs and down stairs
And in my ladys chamber.
There I met an old man
Who wouldnt say his prayers,
So I took him by the left leg
And threw him down the stairs.
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Gypsy, Gypsy, tell it me
Whats my fortune going to be?
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor,
Rich Man, Poor Man, Beggar Man, Thief
Doctor, Lawyer, Indian Chief.
Tell me, tell me, tell me true.
When Im grown what will I do?
Handy Pandy, Jack-a-dandy,
loves plum cake and sugar candy.
He bought some at a grocers shop
and out he came, hop, hop, hop!
Hark, hark, the dogs to bark,
The beggars are coming to town,
Some in rags and some in tags.
And one in an ermine gown.
Heres Sally Sue. What shall she do?
Turn her face to the wall til she comes to.
Here we go round the mulberry bush,
Here we go round the mulberry bush,
Here we go round the mulberry bush,
All of a frosty morning.
Hey diddle diddle,
The cat and the ddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Hickory dickory dock,
The mouse ran up the clock
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down,
Hickory dickory dock.
Higgledy, piggledy, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen;
The gentlemen come every day
To see what my black hen doth lay.
Sometimes nine, sometimes ten;
Higgledy, piggledy, my black hen.
Hot cross buns, hot cross buns,
One a-penny, two a-penny,
Hot cross buns.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the kings horses and all the kings men
Couldnt put Humpty together again.
Hush-a-bye, Baby, in the tree top,
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock,
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle, and all.
Hush, little baby, dont say a word,
Mamas gonna buy you a mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird dont sing,
Mamas gonna buy you a diamond ring.
And if that diamond ring turns to brass,
Mamas gonna buy you a looking glass.
And if that looking glass gets broke,
Mamas gonna buy you a billy-goat.
And if that billy-goat wont pull,
Mamas gonna buy you a cart and bull.
And if that cart and bull turns over,
Mamas gonna buy you a dog named Rover.
And if that dog named Rover wont bark,
Mamas gonna buy you a horse and cart.
And if that horse and cart falls down,
Youll still be the sweetest little baby in town.
I do not like thee, Doctor Fell.
Just why that is, I cannot tell.
But this I know, and know full well,
I do not like thee, Doctor Fell.
If youve dimple on your cheek,
You are gentle, mild, and meek.
But if a dimples on your chin,
Youve a devil deep within.
If wishes were horses,
beggers would ride;
if turnips were watches,
Id wear one by my side.
I had a little hen, the prettiest ever seen,
she washed me the dishes
and kept the house clean,
she went to the mill to fetch me some our
and she brought it home in less than an hour,
she baked me my bread, she brewed me my ale,
and she sat by the re and told many a tale.
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I had a little pony,
His name was Dapple-gray,
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away;
She whipped him, she slashed him,
She rode him through the mire;
I would not lend my pony now
For all the ladys hire.
I saw a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea;
And oh, it was all laden
With pretty things for thee!
There were comts in the cabin,
And apples in the hold;
The sails were made of silk,
And the masts were made of gold.
The four and twenty sailors,
That stood between the decks,
Were four and twenty white mice,
With chains about their necks.
The captain was a duck,
With a packet on his back;
And when the ship began to move,
The captain said, Quack, Quack!
Its raining, its pouring.
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed and hid his head,
And wont get up til morning.
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after.
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
Jack jump over the candle stick.
Jack Sprat could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean,
And so between the two of them
They licked the platter clean.
Jerry Hall,
He is so small,
A rat could eat him,
Hat and all.
Lavenders blue, dilly dilly, lavenders green,
When I am king, dilly, dilly, youll be queen.
Lavenders green, dilly, dilly, Lavenders blue,
If you love me, dilly, dilly, I will love you.
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
And doesnt know where to nd them.
Leave them alone and theyll come home,
Wagging their tails behind them.
Little Boy Blue come blow your horn,
The sheeps in the meadow,
The cows in the corn.
Where the little boy who looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep.
Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
Eating his Christmas pie,
He put in his thumb and pulled out a plumb,
And said, what a good boy am I!
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
When along came a spider
Who sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet away.
Little Robin Redbreast
Sat upon a rail;
Niggle, naggle, went his head,
Wiggle, waggle, went his tail.
Mary had a little lamb,
Little lamb, little lamb,
Mary had a little lamb
Its eece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went,
Everywhere that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.
Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells, and cockle shells,
And little maids all in a row.
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Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go.
Fridays child is loving and giving,
Saturdays child works hard for a living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath Day,
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.
Needles and pins, needles and pins,
When a man marries his trouble begins.
Now I lay m down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Old Grimes is dead, that good old man,
We neer shall see him more;
He used to wear a long brown coat
All buttoned down before.
Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he.
He called for his pipe
And he called for his bowl
And he called for his ddlers three.
Every ddler had a very ne ddle
And a very ne ddle had he.
Oh, theres none so rare as can compare
With King Cole and his ddlers three.
Old Mother Goose,
When she wanted to wander,
Rode through the air
On a very ne gander.
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
To get her poor dog a bone.
But when she got there, the cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
Once I saw a little bird
Come hop, hop, hop;
So I cried, Little bird,
Will you stop, stop, stop?
I was going to the window
To say, How do you do?
When he shook his little tail,
And away he ew.
One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for girl,
Four for boy,
Five for silver,
Six for gold,
Seven for secrets
Never told.
One, he loves. Two, he loves.
Three, he loves, they say.
Four, he loves with all his heart.
Five, he casts away.
Six, he loves. Seven, she loves.
Eight, they both must love.
Nine, he comes. Ten, he tarries.
Eleven, he courts. Twelve, he marries
One misty, moisty morning,
When cloudy was the weather,
I chanced to meet an old man
Clothed all in leather.
He began to compliment
And I began to grin.
How do you do? And how do you do?
And how do you do, again?
One, two, buckle my shoe,
Three, four, shut the door,
Five, six, pick up sticks,
Seven, eight, lay them straight.
Nine, ten, a big fat hen,
Eleven, twelve, dig and delve,
Thirteen, fourteen, maids a-courting,
Fifteen, sixteen, maids a-stitching,
Seventeen, eighteen, maids a-waiting,
Nineteen, twenty, foods a-plenty,
My plate is empty.
One, two, three, four, ve,
Once I caught a sh alive,
Six, seven, eight, nine ,ten,
Then I let it go again.
Why, oh why did you let it go?
Because it bit my nger so.
Which nger did it bite?
My little nger on the right.
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, bakers man
Bake me a cake as fast as you can.
Roll it, and prick it, and mark it with B,
And put it in the oven for Baby and me.
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Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold,
Pease porridge in the pot, nine days old.
Some like it hot, some like it cold.
Some like it in the pot, nine days old.
Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater,
Had a wife and couldnt keep her,
So he put her in a pumpkin shell,
And there he kept her very well.
Polly put the kettle on, Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on, well all have tea.
Suki take it off again, Suki take it off again,
Suki take it off again, theyve all gone away.
Pussycat, Pussycat, where have you been?
Ive been to London to see the Queen.
Pussycat, Pussycat, what did you there?
I frightened a little mouse under her chair.
Rain, rain, go away,
Come again another day.
Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross
To see a ne lady upon a white horse,
With rings on her ngers and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes.
Ring around the rosies
A pocketful of posies,
Ashes, ashes.
We all fall down.
Rock-a-bye, baby, on the treetop
When the wind blows the cradle will rock.
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
Roses are red,
And violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
Round and round the cobblers bench,
The monkey chased the weasel,
The monkey thought twas all in fun,
Pop! goes the weasel.
A penny for a spool of thread,
A penny for a needle,
Thats the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
Rub a dub dub,
Three men in a tub,
And who do you think they be?
The butcher, the baker,
The candlestick maker.
And they all set out to sea!
See-saw, Margery Daw,
Jack shall have a new master,
Jack shall have but a penny a day,
Because he cant work any faster.
Simple Simon met a pieman
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
Let me taste your ware.
Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
Show me rst your penny.
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
Indeed, I havent any.
Sing a song of six pence,
A pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty black birds
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing,
Oh, wasnt that a dainty dish
To set before the king.
The king was in his counting house
Counting out is money,
The queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey,
The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes,
When along came a black bird
And snipped off her nose.
Solomon Grundy,
Born on Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Sick on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday.
That was the end
Of Solomon Grundy.
Rain, rain, go away,
Come again some other day.
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The fair maid who, the rst of May,
goes to the elds at break of day,
and washes in dew from the hawthorn tree,
will ever after handsome be.
The man in the moon came down too soon
and asked the way to Norwich.
He went by the south and burnt his mouth
eating cold plum porridge.
The man in the wilderness asked me
How many strawberries grew in the sea.
I answered him, as I thought good,
As many red herrings grew in the wood.
The north wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will poor robin do then?
Poor thing.
Hell sit in a barn,
And keep himself warm,
And hide his head under his wing,
Poor thing.
The old woman must stand at the tub, tub, tub,
The dirty shirts to rub, rub, rub.
But when theyre clean and t to be seen,
Shell dress like a lady and dance on the green.
The Queen of Hearts she made some tarts
All on a summers day.
The Knave of Hearts he stole the tarts
And took them clean away.
The King of Hearts called for the tarts
And beat the Knave full sore.
The Knave of Hearts brought back the tarts
And vowed hed steal no more.
There was a man in our town,
And he was wondrous wise;
He jumped into a brier bush,
And scratched out both his eyes;
And when he saw his eyes were out,
With all his might and main
He jumped into another bush,
And scratched em in again.
There was an old woman, as Ive heard tell,
She went to market her eggs to sell;
She went to market all on market-day,
And she fell asleep on the Kings highway.
There came by a pedlar whose name was Stout,
He cut her petticoats all round about;
He cut her petticoats up to the knees,
Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze.
When the little old woman rst did wake,
She began to shiver and she began to shake;
She began to wonder and she began to cry,
Lord a mercy on me, this cant be I!
But if I be I, as I hope it be,
Ive a little dog at home, and hell know me;
If it be I, hell wag his little tail,
And if it be not I, hell bark and wail.
Home went the little woman all in the dark;
Up got the little dog, and he began to bark;
He began to bark, so she began to cry,
Lord a mercy on me, tis none of I!
There was an old woman tossed in a basket.
Seventeen times as high as the moon;
But where she was going no mortal could tell,
For under her arm she carried a broom.
Old woman, old woman, old woman, said I,
Whither, oh whither, oh whither so high?
To sweep the cobwebs from the sky;
And Ill be with you by-and-by.
There was a crooked man,
And he walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence
Upon a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat,
Which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together
In a crooked little house.
There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very, very good,
But when she was bad, she was horrid.
There was an old soldier of Bister
Who went walking one day with his sister,
When a cow at one poke
Tossed her into an oak,
Before the old gentleman missed her.
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There was an old woman
lived under a hill,
And if shes not gone,
shes living there still.
There was an old woman
Who lived in a shoe,
She had so many children
She didnt know what to do.
She gave them some broth,
Without any bread,
Whipped them all soundly,
And sent them to bed.
Thirty days hath September,
April, June and November.
All the rest have thirty-one,
Save February which alone
Has twenty-eight and one day more
When Leap Year comes one year in four.
This is the house that Jack built.
This is the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the farmer sowing his corn,
That kept the cock that crowed in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This little pig went to market
And this little pig stayed home
And this little pig had roast beef
And this little pig had none
And this little pig cried, Wee, wee, wee,
All the way home.
Three blind mice. See, how they run.
They all ran after the farmers wife,
Who cut off their tails with the carving knife.
Did you ever see such a thing in your life,
As three blind mice.
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Three jolly huntsmen,
I have heard people say,
Rode out a-hunting
All on a summers day.
All the day they hunted,
Nothing could they nd,
But a ne ship a-sailing,
A-sailing with the wind.
One said, it is a ship.
The other he said nay;
The third said, it is a house
With the chimney blown away.
Then all the night they hunted,
Nothing could they nd,
But the bright moon a-gliding,
A-gliding with the wind.
One said, it is the moon.
The other he said nay.
The third said, it is a cheese,
But halfs cut away.
Three little kittens they lost their mittens,
and they began to cry,
Oh mother dear, we sadly fear
our mittens we have lost.
What? Lost your mittens? you naughty kittens!
Then you shall have no pie.
Meeow, meeow, meeow,
Now we shall have no pie.
The three little kittens they found their mittens,
And they began to cry,
Oh mother dear, see here, see here
Our mittens we have found.
What? Found your mittens? you silly kittens,
Then you shall have some pie.
Meeow, meeow, meeow,
Now we shall have some pie.
The three little kittens put on their mittens
And soon ate up the pie,
Oh mother dear, we greatly fear
Our mittens we have soiled.
What? soiled you mittens? you naughty kittens!
Then they began to cry,
Meeow, meeow, meeow
They all began to cry.
The three little kittens they washed their mittens
And hung them out to dry,
Oh mother dear, see here, see here
Our mittens we have washed.
What? washed your mittens? you are good kittens.
But hush! theres a rat near by.
I smell a rat near by,
Three wise men from Gotham
Went to sea in a bowl.
If the bowl had been stronger,
My song d been longer.
To market, to market, to buy a fat pig;
Home again, home again, dancing a jig.
To market, to market, to buy a fat hog;
Home again, home again, jiggety-jog.
Tom, Tom, the pipers son,
He learned to play when he was young,
But all the tune that he could play
Was Over the Hills and Far Away.
Over the hills, and a great way off,
And the wind will blow my top-knot off.
Now Tom with his pipe made such a noise
That he pleased both the girls and boys.
Tom, Tom, the pipers son,
Stole a pig and away he run.
They caught him neat
And Tom was beat
And the pig went squealing down the street.
Twenty white horses
Upon a red hill;
Now they tramp,
Now they champ,
Now they stand still.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Two little dicky birds sitting on a wall,
One named Peter, one named Paul.
Fly away Peter, y away Paul,
Come back Peter, come back Paul!
Up on Pauls steeple stands a tree,
As full of apples as may be,
The little boys of London town,
They run with hooks to pull them down,
And then they go from hedge to hedge,
Until they come to London Bridge.
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Wee Willy Winkie ran through the town
Up stairs and down stairs in his night gown,
Rapping on the window,
Peeking through the lock,
Are all the children in their beds?
For now its eight oclock.
What are little boys made of?
What are little boys made of?
Snakes and snails,
And puppy-dogs tails.
Thats what little boys are made of.
What are little girls made of?
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice,
and everything nice.
Thats what little girls are made of.
When the wind is in the east,
tis good for neither man nor beast.
When the wind is in the north,
the skillful sher goes not forth.
When the wind is in the south,
it blows the bait in the shs mouth.
But when the wind is in the west,
thats when shes bite the best.
Who killed Cock Robin?
I, said the Sparrow, with my bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin.
Who saw him die?
I, said the Fly, with my little eye,
I saw him die.
Who caught his blood?
I, said the Fish, with my little dish,
I caught his blood.
Wholl make his shroud?
I, said the Beetle, with my thread and needle,
Ill make his shroud.
Wholl dig his grave?
I, said the Owl, with my pick and trowel,
Ill dig his grave.
Wholl be the parson?
I, said the Rook, with my little book,
Ill be the parson.
Wholl be the clerk?
I, said the Lark, if its not in the dark,
Ill be the clerk.
Wholl be chief mourner?
I, said the Dove, I mourn for my love,
Ill be chief mourner.
Wholl carry the cofn?
Wholl carry the link?
I, said the Linnet, Ill fetch it in a minute,
Ill carry the link.
I, said the Kite, if its not through the night,
Ill carry the cofn.
Wholl bear the pall?
We, said the Wren, both the cock and the hen,
well bear the pall.
Wholl sing a psalm?
I, said the Thrush, as she sat on a bush,
Ill sing a psalm.
Wholl toll the bell?
I, said the bull, because I can pull,
Ill toll the bell.
All the birds of the air
Fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin.
While the cruel Cock Sparrow,
The cause of their grief,
Was hung on a gibbet
Next day, like a thief.
Willy Boy, Willy Boy, where are you going?
I will go with you, if that I may.
Im going to the meadow to see them a-mowing,
Im going to help them make the hay.
Will you step into my parlor?
Said the spider to the y.
Tis the prettiest little parlor
Ever you did spy.
The way into my parlor
Is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things
To show you when youre there.
Oh, no, no! said the y,
To ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair
Can neer come down again.
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Tongue Twisters
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
A peck of pickled peppers, Peter Piper picked.
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
Wheres the peck of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked?
She sells sea shells by the seashore.
The shells she sells are seashore shells.
Round and round the rough and ragged rock
the ragged rascal ran.
Rubber baby buggy bumpers
The sixth sheiks sixth sheeps sick.
A tutor who tooted a ute
Tried to teach two tooters to toot.
Said the two to the tutor,
Is it harder to toot or
To tutor two tooters to toot?
Betty bought some butter,
But, she said, this butters bitter,
and a bit of better butter
would make a better batter.
So she bought a bit of butter
better than the bitter butter,
and it made her batter better
so it was that Betty bought
a bit of better butter!
Vinegar, Veal and Venison
are very good victuals,
I vow.
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