D

Dickery, dickery, dock,
The mouse ran up the clock. 
The clock struck one,
Down the mouse ran,
Dickery, dickery, dock.

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E

  Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess,
  They all went together to seek a bird’s nest
  They found a bird’s nest with five eggs in;
  They all took one, and left four in.

F

  Father, father, I’ve come to confess. 
  O, yes, dear daughter, what have you done?

G

  Gang and hear the owl yell,
  Sit and see the swallow flee,
  See the foal before its mither’s e’e,
  ‘Twill be a thriving year wi’ thee.

H

  Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree-top;
  When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
  When the wind ceases the cradle will fall,
  And down will come baby and cradle and all.

I

  I had a little husband
    No bigger than my thumb;
  I put him in a pint pot,
    And there I bade him drum. 
  I bought a little horse
    That galloped up and down;
  I bridled him, and saddled him,
    And sent him out of town. 
  I gave him a pair of garters,
    To tie up his little hose,
  And a little silk handkerchief,
    To wipe his little nose.

J

  Jack Sprat would eat no fat,
  His wife would eat no lean;
  Was not that a pretty trick
  To make the platter clean?

K

  King Cole 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 called for his fiddlers three
    Every fiddler had a fiddle,
    And a very fine fiddle had he: 
  Twee, tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers. 
    Oh, there’s none so rare
    As can compare
  With King Cole and his fiddlers three!

L

  Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
    And can’t tell where to find them. 
  Let them alone and they’ll come home,
    And bring their tails behind them, &c.

M

    Mistress Mary,
    Quite contrary,
  How does your garden grow? 
    With silver bells,
    And cockle shells. 
  And cowslips all of a-row.

N

  Needles and pins, needles and pins,
  When a man marries his trouble begins.

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O

  Once I saw a little bird,
    Come hop, hop, hop;
  So I cried, “Little bird,
    Will you stop, stop, stop?”