Margaret W. Tarrant
LITTLE MISS MUFFET.
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey:
There came a
great spider and sat down beside her,
And frighten’d
Miss Muffet away.
Old Mother Hubbard she went to the cupboard
To get her poor dog a bone,
But when she got there the cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water;
Jack fell down and cracked his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
PAT-A-CAKE, PAT-A-CAKE, BAKER'S MAN
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man!
Make me a cake as fast you can;
Pat it, and brick it, and mark it with B,
Put it in the oven for Baby and me!
Sing a Song of Sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four-and-twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
Three blind mice, three blind mice,
See how they run! See how they run!
They all run after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tales with a carving knife.
Did ever you see such a thing in your life
As three blinf mice?
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.
HUMPTY DUMPTY
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
Not all the king's horses, not all the king's men
Could set Humpty Dumpty together again.
BAA, BAA BLACK SHEEP
Baa, Baa, black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes Sir; yes, sir, three bags full:
One for my master, one for my dame,
But none for the little boy who cries in the lane.
Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said, "what a good boy am I."
Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top;
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall;
Down will come baby, and cradle, and all
Polly, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on,
We'll all have tea.
"Where are you going to, my pretty maid?"
"I'm going a-milking, sir, " sche said.
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he vcalled for his feedler three.
Pease-pudding hot,
Pease-pudding cold.
Pease-pudding in the pot,
Nine days old.
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot,
Nine days old.
Lucy Locket lost her pocket;
Kitty Fisher found it;
There was not a penny in it.
But a ribbon round it.
Wee Willy Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his hightgown,
Rapping at the window, crying through the lock,
"Are the children in their beds,
for now it's eight o'clock?"
Mary had a little lamb,
With fleece as white as snow;
And everywhere that Mary went,
The lamb was sure to go.
I saw a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea;
And, oh! it was all laden
With pretty tings for thee!
Jach Sprat could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean:
And so, betwixt them both,
They lick'd the platter clean.
THERE WAS A LITTLE MAN
There was a little man,
And he had a little gun,
And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead;
He went to the brook
And he saw a little duck,
And he shot it right through the head, head, head.
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady upon a white horse;
With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes.
Littel Tom Tucker
Sang for his supper;
What shall he eat?
White bread and butter.
How shall he cut it without any knife?
How shall he marry without any wife?
Old Mother Goose, when
She wanted to wander,
Would ride through the air
On a very fine gander.
Ding , dong, bell,
Pussy's in the well!
Who put her in? -
Little Tommy Green.
Who pulled her out?-
Little Johnny Stout.
What a naughty boy was that
To try to drown poor pussy-cat,
Who never did any harm,
But kill'd the mice in his father's barn.
Lived in a little house;
He caught fishes
In other men's ditches.
She won't get up to serve the swine,
But lies in bed till eight or nine,
And surely she does take her time.
BABY, BABY BUNTING.
Baby, baby bunting,
Daddy's gone a-hunting,
To get a little rabbit's skin
To wrap his
Baby Bunting in.
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 boy that looks after the
sheep ?
He's under the haycock, fast asleep.
Will you wake him ? No, not I ;
For if I do,
he'll be sure to cry.
SIMPLE SIMON.
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."
Little Polly Flinders
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her pretty little toes .
Her mother came and caught her,
And whipped her little daughter,
For spoiling
her nice new clothes.
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With cockle shells and silver bells
And cowslips
all in a row.
Rub a dub dub,
Three men in a tub ;
And who do you think they be?
The butcher, the baker,
The candlestick-maker ;
Turn 'em out,
knaves all three!
There was an old woman who lived in a
shoe ;
She had so many children she didn't know
what to do.
She gave them some broth without any
bread ;
Then whipped them all soundly and put
them to bed.
Here we go round the mulberry bush,
The mulberry bush, the mulberry bush,
Here we go round the mulberry bush,
On a cold and frosty morning.
This is the way we wash our hands,
Wash our hands, wash our hands,
This is the way we wash our hands
On a cold and frosty morning.
If I'd as much money as I could tell,
I never would cry, "Young lambs
to sell,
Young lambs to sell, young lambs to sell
;
"I never would cry, "Young
lambs to sell."
Dickory, Dickory, Dock,
The mouse ran up the clock ;
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down ;
Dickory,
Dickory, Dock.
Georgie, Porgie, pudding and pie,
Kiss'd the girls and made them cry;
When the girls came out to play
Georgie
Porgie ran away.
Tom, Tom, the piper's son,
Learnt to play when he was young,
But the only tune that he could play
Was " Over the hills and far away";
Over the hills, and a great way off,
And the wind will blow my top-knot off.
Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief,
Taffy came to my house and stole a piece
of beef;
I went to Taffy's house, Taffy
wasn't at home,
Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow
bone.
Ring-a-Ring of roses,
A pocket full of posies.
Tishoo ! Tishoo !
We all fall down.
This little pig went to market;
This little pig stayed at home ;
This little pig had roast beef ;
This little pig had none ;
This little pig cried " Wee, wee,
wee !"
All the way home.
The Queen of Hearts
She made some tarts,
All on a summer's day;
The Knave of Hearts
He stole the tarts,
And with them ran away.
The King of Hearts
Called for the tarts,
And beat the Knave full sore ;
The Knave of Hearts
Brought back the tarts,
And said he'd ne'er steal more.
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