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- The Real Mother Goose - 18/21 -
This is the way the ladies ride, Tri, tre, tre, tree, Tri, tre, tre, tree! This is the way the ladies ride, Tri, tre, tre, tre, tri-tre-tre-tree! This is the way the gentlemen ride, Gallop-a-trot, Gallop-a-trot! This is the way the gentlemen ride, Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot! This is the way the farmers ride, Hobbledy-hoy, Hobbledy-hoy! This is the way the farmers ride, Hobbledy-hobbledy-hoy!
DUCKS AND DRAKES A duck and a drake, And a halfpenny cake, With a penny to pay the old baker. A hop and a scotch Is another notch, Slitherum, slatherum, take her.
THE DONKEY Donkey, donkey, old and gray, Ope your mouth and gently bray; Lift your ears and blow your horn, To wake the world this sleepy morn.
IF 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?
THE BELLS "You owe me five shillings," Say the bells of St. Helen's. "When will you pay me?" Say the bells of Old Bailey. "When I grow rich," Say the bells of Shoreditch. "When will that be?" Say the bells of Stepney. "I do not know," Says the great Bell of Bow. "Two sticks in an apple," Ring the bells of Whitechapel. "Halfpence and farthings," Say the bells of St. Martin's. "Kettles and pans," Say the bells of St. Ann's. "Brickbats and tiles," Say the bells of St. Giles. "Old shoes and slippers," Say the bells of St. Peter's. "Pokers and tongs," Say the bells of St. John's.
LITTLE GIRL AND QUEEN "Little girl, little girl, where have you been?" "Gathering roses to give to the Queen." "Little girl, little girl, what gave she you?" "She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe."
THE KING OF FRANCE The King of France went up the hill, With twenty thousand men; The King of France came down the hill, And ne'er went up again.
PETER PIPER 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, Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?
ONE TO TEN 1, 2, 3, 4, 5! I caught a hare alive; 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! I let her go again.
AN EQUAL Read my riddle, I pray. What God never sees, What the king seldom sees, What we see every day.
THE TARTS The Queen of Hearts, She made some tarts, All on a summer's 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 he'd steal no more.
COME, LET'S TO BED "To bed! To bed!" Says Sleepy-head; "Tarry awhile," says Slow; "Put on the pan," Says Greedy Nan; "We'll sup before we go."
LITTLE MAID "Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?" "Down in the forest to milk my cow." "Shall I go with thee?" "No, not now; When I send for thee, then come thou."
WHAT ARE LITTLE BOYS MADE OF? What are little boys made of, made of? What are little boys made of? "Snaps and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails; And that's what little boys are made of." What are little girls made of, made of? What are little girls made of? "Sugar and spice, and all that's nice; And that's what little girls are made of."
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.
THE GIRL AND THE BIRDS When I was a little girl, about seven years old, I hadn't got a petticoat, to cover me from the cold. So I went into Darlington, that pretty little town, And there I bought a petticoat, a cloak, and a gown. I went into the woods and built me a kirk, And all the birds of the air, they helped me to work. The hawk with his long claws pulled down the stone, The dove with her rough bill brought me them home. The parrot was the clergyman, the peacock was the clerk, The bullfinch played the organ,--we made merry work.
A PIG As I went to Bonner, I met a pig Without a wig Upon my word and honor.
JENNY WREN As little Jenny Wren Was sitting by her shed. She waggled with her tail, And nodded with her head. She waggled with her tail, And nodded with her head, As little Jenny Wren Was sitting by the shed. Previous Page Next Page 1 10 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 |
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