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Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie; When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king?
The king was in the parlor, Counting out his money; The queen was in the kitchen, Eating bread and honey;
The maid was in the garden, Hanging out the clothes; There came a little blackbird, And snipped off her nose.
Jenny was so mad, She didn't know what to do; She put her finger in her ear, And cracked it right in two.
Hickory, d.i.c.kory, dock, The mouse ran up the clock, The clock struck one, The mouse ran down; Hickory, d.i.c.kory, dock.
Hot-cross buns!
Hot-cross buns!
One a penny, two a penny.
Hot-cross buns!
Hot-cross buns!
Hot-cross buns!
If ye have no daughters, Give them to your sons.
How does my lady's garden grow?
How does my lady's garden grow?
With c.o.c.kle sh.e.l.ls, and silver bells, And pretty maids all of a row.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; Threescore men and threescore more Cannot place Humpty Dumpty as he was before.
Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock, When the bough bends, the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.
Some little mice sat in a barn to spin; p.u.s.s.y came by, and popped her head in; "Shall I come in, and cut your threads off?"
"Oh, no, kind sir, you would snap our heads off."
If all the world were apple-pie?
And all the sea were ink.
And all the trees were bread and cheese, What should we have for drink?
If wishes were horses, Beggars might ride; If turnips were watches, I would wear one by my side.
I have a little sister, they call her peep, peep; She wades the waters deep, deep, deep; She climbs the mountains high, high, high; Poor little creature, she has but one eye.
WHO STOLE THE BIRD'S NEST?
"To-whit! to-whit! to-whee!
Will you listen to me?
Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?"
"Not I," said the cow, "Moo-oo!
Such a thing I'd never do.
I gave you a wisp of hay, But didn't take your nest away.
Not I," said the cow, "Moo-oo!
Such a thing I'd never do."
"To-whit! to-whit! to-whee!
Will you listen to me?
Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?"
"Bob-o'-link! Bob-o'-link!
Now what do you think?
Who stole a nest away From the plum-tree, to-day?"
"Not I," said the dog, "Bow-wow!
I wouldn't be so mean, any how!
I gave the hairs the nest to make, But the nest I did not take.
Not I," said the dog, "Bow-wow!
I'm not so mean, anyhow."
"To-whit! to-whit! to-whee!
Will you listen to me?
Who stole four eggs I laid, And the nice nest I made?"
"Bob-o'-link! Bob-o'-link!
Now what do you think?
Who stole a nest away From the plum-tree? to-day?"
"Coo-coo! Coo-coo! Coo-coo!
Let me speak a word, too!
Who stole that pretty nest From little yellow-breast?"
"Not I," said the sheep; "oh, no!
I wouldn't treat a poor bird so.
I gave wool the nest to line, But the nest was none of mine.
