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Lucy Locket lost her pocket, Kitty Fisher found it; Not a penny was there in it, But the binding round it.
GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER Goosey, goosey, gander, Whither dost thou wander? Upstairs and downstairs And in my ladys chamber. There I met an old man Who wouldnt say his prayers; I took him by the left leg, And threw him down the stairs.
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!
Blow, wind, blow! And go, mill, go! That the miller may grind his corn; That the baker may take it, And into rolls make it, And send us some hot in the morn.
Hickety, Pickety, My Black Hen Hickety, pickety, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen; Sometimes nine and sometimes ten, Hickety, pickety, my black hen.
I Love Little Pussy I love little pussy, Her coat is so warm, And if I don't hurt her, She'll do me no harm. So I'll not pull her tail, Nor drive her away, But pussy and I, Very gently will play.
PAT-A-CAKE Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, Bakers man! So I do, master, As fast as I can. Pat it, and prick it, And mark it with T, Put it in the oven For Tommy and me.
Cackle, Cackle, Mother Goose Cackle, cackle, Mother Goose, Have you any feathers loose? Truly have I, pretty fellow, Half enough to fill a pillow. Here are quills, take one or two, And down to make a bed for you.
Hark, hark! the dogs do bark! The beggars are coming to town: Some in rags, and some in jags, And some in velvet gowns.
The itsy bitsy spider climed up the water spout. Down came the rain, and washed the spider out. Up came the sun, and dried up all the rain, And the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again.
I saw a ship a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea. And, oh, but it was laden With pretty things for thee. There were comfits in the cabin, And apples in the hold; The sails were made of silk And the masts were all of gold. The four-and-twenty sailors That
Jack Be Nimble Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack jump over The candlestick.
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. Up Jack got and home did trot As fast as he could caper; And went to bed to mend his head With vinegar and brown paper.
Cock a doodle do! My dame has lost her shoe, My master's lost his fiddlestick, And knows not what to do.
Little Jack Horner Little Jack Horner sat in the corner Eating his Christmas pie, He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum And said What a good boy am I!
Simple Simon Met A Pieman 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 first your penny. Says Simple Simon to the pieman, Indeed I have not any.
ONE, TWO, BUCKLE MY SHOE One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Knock at the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good, fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Dig and delve; Thirteen, fourteen, Maids a-courting; Fifteen, s
Barber, Barber, Shave a Pig Barber, barber, shave a pig. How many hairs will make a wig? Four and twenty; that's enough. Give the barber a pinch of snuff.
RUB-A-DUB-DUB Rub-a-dub-dub Three men in a tub, And how do you think they got there? The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker, They all jumped out of a rotten potato, 'Twas enough to make a man stare.
Bobby Shafto's Gone To Sea Bobby Shafto's gone to sea, Silver buckles at his knee; He'll come back and marry me, Bonny Bobby Shafto! Bobby Shafto's bright and fair, Panning out his yellow hair; He's my love for evermore, Bonny Bobby Shafto!