Nursery Rhymes, Songs, and Fingerplays for Kids
I had a little hen,
The prettiest ever seen,
She washed up the dishes,
And kept the house clean.
She went to the mill
To fetch me some flour,
And always got home
In less than an hour.
She baked me my bread,
She brewed me my ale,
She sat by the fire
And she told a fine tale!
A-tisket a-tasket,
A green and yellow basket.
I wrote a letter to my love,
And on the way I dropped it.
I dropped it, I dropped it.
And on the way I dropped it.
A little boy picked it up,
And put it in his pocket.
Little Boy Blue,
Come blow your horn.
The sheep’s in the meadow;
The cow’s in the corn.
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
He’s under a haycock, fast asleep.
This little pig went to market,
This little pig stayed home,
This little pig had roast beef,
And this little pig had none,
And this little pig went wee-wee-wee
All the way home.
Old 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.
Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb
And pulled out a plum
And said, “What a good boy am I!”
Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey;
There came a big spider
Who sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet away.
Three blind mice, three blind mice,
See how they run! See how they run!
They all ran after the farmer’s wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,
Did you ever see such a thing in your life
As three blind mice?
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.
There was an old woman
Who lived in a shoe,
She had so many children
She didn’t know what to do;
She gave them some broth
Without any bread,
And whipped them all soundly
And put them to bed.