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- The Real Mother Goose - 4/21 -


There was an old woman of Harrow There was an old woman of Leeds There was an old woman sat spinning There was an old woman tossed in a basket There was an old woman who lived in a shoe There was a piper had a cow There were once two cats of Kilkenny There were two birds sat on a stone The two gray kits Thirty days hath September Thirty white horses upon a red hill This is the house that Jack built This is the way the ladies ride This little pig went to market Three blind mice! See how they run! Three children sliding on the ice Three straws on a staff Three wise men of Gotham "To bed! To bed" To make your candles last for aye To market, to market, to buy a fat pig Tommy's tears and Mary's fears Tom, Tom, the piper's son Trip upon trenchers 'Twas once upon a time, when Jenny Wren was young Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee Twelve pairs hanging high

Up at Piccadilly, oh!

Wee Willie Winkle runs through the town What are little boys made of, made of? "What is the news of the day" What is the rhyme for porringer? When I was a bachelor When I was a little girl, about seven years old When little Fred went to bed "Where are you going, my pretty maid?" "Whistle, daughter, whistle" Who killed Cock Robin? "Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?" Willy, Willy Wilkin

Young Roger came tapping at Dolly's window "You owe me five shillings" You shall have an apple

THE REAL MOTHER GOOSE

LITTLE BO-PEEP

Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them; Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.

Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep, And dreamt she heard them bleating; But when she awoke, she found it a joke, For still they all were fleeting.

Then up she took her little crook, Determined for to find them; She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed, For they'd left all their tails behind 'em!

It happened one day, as Bo-peep did stray Unto a meadow hard by-- There she espied their tails, side by side, All hung on a tree to dry.

She heaved a sigh and wiped her eye, And over the hillocks she raced; And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should, That each tail should be properly placed.

LITTLE BOY BLUE

Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn! The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn. Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep? Under the haystack, fast asleep!

RAIN

Rain, rain, go away, Come again another day; Little Johnny wants to play.

THE CLOCK

There's a neat little clock,-- In the schoolroom it stands,-- And it points to the time With its two little hands.

And may we, like the clock, Keep a face clean and bright, With hands ever ready To do what is right.

WINTER

Cold and raw the north wind doth blow, Bleak in the morning early; All the hills are covered with snow, And winter's now come fairly.

FINGERS AND TOES

Every lady in this land Has twenty nails, upon each hand Five, and twenty on hands and feet: All this is true, without deceit.

A SEASONABLE SONG

Piping hot, smoking hot. What I've got You have not. Hot gray pease, hot, hot, hot; Hot gray pease, hot.

DAME TROT AND HER CAT

Dame Trot and her cat Led a peaceable life, When they were not troubled With other folks' strife.

When Dame had her dinner Pussy would wait, And was sure to receive A nice piece from her plate.

THREE CHILDREN ON THE ICE

Three children sliding on the ice Upon a summer's day, As it fell out, they all fell in, The rest they ran away.

Oh, had these children been at school, Or sliding on dry ground, Ten thousand pounds to one penny They had not then been drowned.

Ye parents who have children dear, And ye, too, who have none, If you would keep them safe abroad Pray keep them safe at home.

CROSS PATCH

Cross patch, draw the latch, Sit by the fire and spin; Take a cup and drink it up, Then call your neighbors in.

THE OLD WOMAN UNDER A HILL

There was an old woman Lived under a hill; And if she's not gone, She lives there still.

TWEEDLE-DUM AND TWEEDLE-DEE

Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee Resolved to have a battle, For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew by a monstrous crow, As big as a tar barrel, Which frightened both the heroes so, They quite forgot their quarrel.

OH, DEAR!

Dear, dear! what can the matter be? Two old women got up in an apple-tree; One came down, and the other stayed till Saturday.


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