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Traveller
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat,
Where have you been?
I've been to London
To look at the Queen.
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat,
What did you do there?
I frightened a little mouse
Under her chair.

Black sheep

Baa, baa, black sheep, 
Have you any wool?
 
Yes, sir. Yes, sir
 
Three bags full;
 
One for my master,
 
And one for my dame
 
And one for the little boy
 
Who lives in our lane
.

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall 
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
 
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
 
Couldn’t put Humpty together again
.

The crooked man 
There was a crooked man, 
And he walked a crooked mile,
 
He found a crooked sixpence
 
Against a crooked stile
 
He bought a crooked cat,
 
Which caught a crooked mouse
 
And they all lived together
 
In a little crooked house.
 

Robin the Bobbin

Robin the Bobbin, the big bellied Ben 
He ate more meat than fourscore men
 
He ate a cow, he ate a calf,
 
He ate a butcher, he ate a steeple
 
He ate a priest and all the people!
 
And yet he complained that his stomach wasn’t full
.

Solomon Grundy
Solomon Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday.
This is the end
Of Solomon Grundy

Little Girl
Little girl, little girl,
Where have you been?
I've been to see grandmother
Over the green.
What did she give you?
Milk in a can.
What did you say for it?
Thank you, Grandam.

Little Bird
Once I saw a little bird
Come hop, hop, hop,
And I cried: "Little bird,
Will you stop, stop, stop?”
I was going to the window
To say: "How do you do?”
But he shook his little tail
And away he flew.

Mrs. Hen
Chook, chook, chook, chook, chook;
Good morning, Mrs. Hen.
How many chickens have you got?
Madam, I've got ten.
Four of them are yellow,
And four of them are brown,
And two of them are speckled red,
The nicest in the town.

Twinkle twinkle little star

Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky,
Star light,
Star bright,
The first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.

 

The House That Jack Built
Retold by Judy Hamilton

This is the house that Jack built.
This is the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the rat, 
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is a cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt, 
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog, 
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog, 
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog, 
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog, 
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog, 
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the farmer that sowed the corn,
That fed the cock that crowed in the morn,
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog, 
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
That was the house that Jack built.

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