Archive for November, 2009
Good Advice
Good Advice
Come when you’re called,
Do what you’re bid,
Shut the door after you,
And never be chid.
A Candle
A Candle
Little Nanny Etticoat
In a white petticoat,
And a red nose;
The longer she stands
The shorter she grows.
Little Kitty
Little Kitty
I like little kitty, her coat is so warm.
And if I don’t hurt her she’ll do me no harm.
So I’ll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,
But kitty and I very gently will play.
One Misty Moisty Morning
One Misty Moisty Morning
One misty, moisty, morning,
When cloudy was the weather;
I chanced to meet an old man
Clothed all in leather.
He began to compliment,
And I began to grin,
How do you do, and how do you do?
And how do you do again?
A Week of Birthdays
A Week of Birthdays
Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go,
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living;
But the child that’s born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.
I Had a Little Hobby Horse
The Hobby Horse
I had a little hobby horse,
And it was dapple gray.
Its head was made of pea-straw,
Its tail was made of hay.
I sold it to an old woman
For a copper groat;
And I’ll not sing my song again
Without another coat.
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Cock-A-Doodle-Doo
Cock-a-doodle-doo,
My dame has lost her shoe.
My master’s lost his fiddlestick,
And knows not what to do.
Sing a Song of Sixpence
Sing a Song of Sixpence
Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie!
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing
Wasn’t that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
Curly-Locks
Curly-Locks
Curly-locks, Curly-locks, wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt not wash the dished nor yet feed the swine;
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam
And feed upon strawberries sugar and cream.
Pease Porridge
Pease Porridge
Pease porridge hot,
Pease porridge cold,
Pease porridge in the pot
Nine days old.
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the post
Nine days old.
This can be a clapping game, as well.