CECILY PARSLEY
lived in a pen,
And brewed good ale
for gentlemen;
GENTLEMEN came
every day,
Till Cecily Parsley
ran away.
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Ninny Nanny Netticoat,
With a red nose, —The longer she stands,The shorter she grows.
Three blind mice, three blind mice,
They all run after the farmer’s wife,And she cut off their tails with a carving knife,Did ever you see such a thing in your lifeAs three blind mice!
THIS pig went to market;
This pig had a bit of meat;And this pig had none;This little pig criedWee! wee! wee!I can’t find my way home.
WE have a little garden,
And every day we water thereThe seeds that we have sown.WE love our little garden,And tend it with such care,You will not find a faced leafOr blighted blossom there.
GOOSEY, goosey, gander,
Upstairs and downstairs,And in my lady’s chamber!
Bow, wow, wow!
‘I’m little Tom Tinker’s dog,Bow, wow, wow!’