The Big Book of Nursery Rhymes Part 5

GEORGY PORGY

Georgy Porgy, pudding and pie, Kissed the girls and made them cry.

When the boys came out to play, Georgy Porgy ran away.

TO MARKET

To market, to market, To buy a fat pig; Home again, home again, Jiggety jig.

To market, to market, To buy a fat hog; Home again, home again, Jiggety jog.

THE LITTLE GUINEA-PIG

There was a little Guinea-Pig, Who, being little, was not big; He always walked upon his feet, And never fasted when he eat.

When from a place he ran away, He never at that place did stay; And while he ran, as I am told, He ne'er stood still for young or old.

He often squeak'd and sometimes vi'lent, And when he squeak'd he ne'er was silent: Though ne'er instructed by a cat, He knew a mouse was not a rat.

One day, as I am certified, He took a whim, and fairly died; And, as I'm told by men of sense, He never has been living since.

A NICK AND A NOCK

A nick and a nock, A hen and a c.o.c.k, And a penny for my master.

PANCAKE DAY

Great A, little A, This is pancake day; Toss the ball high, Throw the ball low, Those that come after May sing heigh-ho!

HUSH-A-BYE BABY

Hush-a-bye, baby, On the tree top, When the wind blows, The cradle will rock;

When the bough breaks, The cradle will fall, Down tumbles baby, Cradle, and all.

IN MARBLE HALLS

In marble halls as white as milk, Lined with a skin as soft as silk;

Within a fountain crystal clear, A golden apple doth appear;

No doors there are to this stronghold, Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.

JACK SPRAT'S PIG

Jack Sprat had a pig, who was not very little, Nor yet very big; He was not very lean, he was not very fat; He'll do well for a grunt, Says little Jack Sprat.

ROBIN-A-BOBIN

Robin-a-Bobin Bent his bow, Shot at a pigeon, And killed a crow.

BANDY-LEGS

As I was going to sell my eggs, I met a man with bandy legs; Bandy legs and crooked toes, I tripped up his heels, and he fell on his nose.

A APPLE PIE