This pig had roast meat,
That pig had none;
This pig went to the barn-door,
And cry’d week, week, for more.
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COME all ye lads and lassies and listen to me a while,
It’s all about a young man, and I’m going to tell you now,How he lately came a-courting of the Maid of the Sweet Brown Knowe.Said he, “My pretty fair maid, will you come along with me,We’ll both go off together, and married we will be;We’ll join our hands in wedlock bands, I’m speaking to you…
Bah, bah, black sheep,
Yes, marry have I,Three bags full;One for my master,One for my dame,But none for the little boyWho cries in the lane.
What did I do, sonny, in the Great World War?
I learned to push a barrow and I learned to swing a pick,I learned to turn my toes out, and to make my eyeballs click.I learned the road to Folkestone, and I watched the English shore,Go down behind the skyline, as I thought, for evermore.And the Blighty boats went by us and the harbour hove…
Dickery, dickery dock,
The clock struck one,The mouse ran down,Dickery, dickery dock.
Bow, wow, wow,
Little Tom Tinker’s dog,Bow, wow, wow.
Three wise men of Gotham,
And if the bowl had been stronger,My song had been longer.
This pig had a bit of meat;
And this pig had none;
This little pig cried
Wee! wee! wee!
I can’t find my way home.
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GOOSEY, goosey, gander,
Upstairs and downstairs,And in my lady’s chamber!
Cecily Parsley
CECILY PARSLEYlived in a pen,And brewed good alefor gentlemen;GENTLEMEN cameevery day,Till Cecily Parsleyran away.
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.
Bow, wow, wow!
‘I’m little Tom Tinker’s dog,Bow, wow, wow!’
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!
Ninny Nanny Netticoat,
With a red nose, —The longer she stands,The shorter she grows.