Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes Part 20

There was an old Crow Sat upon a clod.

There's an end of my song, That's very odd.

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[Ill.u.s.tration: "DING, DONG, BELL."]

Ding, dong, bell, p.u.s.s.y's in the well.

 

Who put her in? Little Tommy Green.

Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Trout.

What a naughty boy was that, Thus to drown poor p.u.s.s.y Cat.

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NURSERY RHYME ALPHABET.

A was the Archer who shot at a frog.

B was Bo-peep, with her crook and her dog.

C was the Cow that jumped over the moon.

D was the Dish that ran off with the spoon.

E was Elizabeth, Betsey, and Bess.

F was the Forest where stood the bird's-nest.

G Gaffer Longlegs; downstairs he'd a fall.

H Humpty Dumpty that sat on the wall.

I was that "_I_" who was going to St. Ives.

J Jacky Horner, on plum-pie he thrives.

K was King Cole with his fiddlers three.

L Little Gold-Hair, peeping, you see.

M Mother Hubbard who thought her dog dead.

N Little Netticoat, with a red head.

O the old Woman "upon market day;"

P was the "Pedlar" who pa.s.sed by that way.

Q was the Queen of Hearts, tartlets she makes.

R was Red Riding Hood carrying the cakes.

S Simple Simon, the pieman beside.

T Tommy Tucker, for supper who cried.

U was the Unicorn, "beat round the town;"

V was Victoria--she fought for her crown.

W Whittington, who turned again, Over great London as Lord Mayor to reign.

X is a letter that here we can spare.

Y "Yankee Doodle," that went to the fair; Z is the Zany who laughed at him there.

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Swan, swan, over the sea; Swim, swan, swim.

Swan, swan, back again; Well, swan, swam.

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One misty moisty morning, When cloudy was the weather, I met a little old man, Clothed all in leather, Clothed all in leather, With a strap below his chin.

How do you do? and how do you do?

And how do you do again?

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Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John, He went to bed with his stockings on; One shoe off, and one shoe on, Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John.

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The old woman must stand at the tub, tub, tub, The dirty clothes to rub, rub, rub; But when they are clean, and fit to be seen, I'll dress like a lady, and dance on the green.

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Hickety, pickety, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen; Gentlemen come every day To see what my black hen doth lay.

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I'll tell you a story, About John-a-Nory: And now my story's begun.

I'll tell you another, About Jack and his brother: And now my story's done.