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THE FLY AND THE HUMBLE-BEE
Fiddle-de-dee, fiddle-de-dee, The fly shall marry the humble-bee;
They went to church and married was she, The fly has married the humble-bee.
CAT AND DOG
p.u.s.s.y sits beside the fire, How can she be fair?
In comes the little dog, "p.u.s.s.y, are you there?
So, so, Mistress p.u.s.s.y, Pray, how do you do?"
"Thank you, thank you, little dog, I'm very well just now."
BOBBY SHAFT
Bobby Shaft is gone to sea, With silver buckles at his knee; When he'll come home he'll marry me, Pretty Bobby Shaft!
Bobby Shaft is fat and fair, Combing down his yellow hair; He's my love for evermore!
Pretty Bobby Shaft!
THE LITTLE 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.
LITTLE MAID
"Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?"
"Down in the forest to milk my cow."
"Shall I go with thee?" "No, not now; When I send for thee, then come thou."
BAT, BAT
Bat, bat, Come under my hat, And I'll give you a slice of bacon;
And when I bake, I'll give you a cake, If I am not mistaken.
CHRISTMAS
Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat, Please to put a penny in an old man's hat; If you haven't got a penny, a ha'penny will do, If you haven't got a ha'penny, G.o.d bless you.
PETER WHITE
Peter White will ne'er go right, And would you know the reason why?
He follows his nose where'er he goes, And that stands all awry.
SLEEP BABY SLEEP
Sleep, baby, sleep, Our cottage vale is deep; The little lamb is on the green, With woolly fleece so soft and clean-- Sleep, baby, sleep!
Sleep, baby, sleep, Down where the woodbines creep; Be always like the lamb so mild, A kind, and sweet, and gentle child-- Sleep, baby, sleep!
UP PIPPEN HILL
As I was going up Pippen Hill, Pippen Hill was dirty; There I met a pretty miss, And she dropped me a curtsey.
Little miss, pretty miss, Blessings light upon you!
If I had half a crown a day, I'd spend it all upon you.
