Laptime Songs

Nursery Rhymes, Songs, and Fingerplays for Kids

5 Little Witches

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Five Little Witches

Five little witches standing by the door. (hold up five fingers)
One flew out and then there were four. (Flying motion with hand)
Four little witches standing by a tree. (four fingers)
One went to pick a pumpkin and then there were three. (picking motion with three fingers)
Three little witches stirring their brew. (stir)
One fell in and then there were two. (two fingers)
Two little witches went for a run. (run with fingers)
One got lost and then there was one. (one finger)
One little witch, yes, only one. (one finger)
She cast a spell and now there are none. (make motions as if to cast spell and then put hands in lap).

5 Little Witches was originally found on Imperfect Women’s blog.

5 Little Monkeys and Mr Alligator

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Five Little Monkeys (Teasing Mr Alligator)

5 little monkeys sitting in a tree,
Teasing Mr Alligator “You can’t catch me!
No you can’t catch me!”
Along came Mr Alligator, quiet as can be,
And snatched that monkey right out of the tree.

4 little monkeys sitting in a tree,
Teasing Mr Alligator “You can’t catch me!
No you can’t catch me!”
Along came Mr Alligator, quiet as can be,
And snatched that monkey right out of the tree.

3 little monkeys sitting in a tree,
Teasing Mr Alligator “You can’t catch me!
No you can’t catch me!”
Along came Mr Alligator, quiet as can be,
And snatched that monkey right out of the tree.

2 little monkeys sitting in a tree,
Teasing Mr Alligator “You can’t catch me!
No you can’t catch me!”
Along came Mr Alligator, quiet as can be,
And snatched that monkey right out of the tree.

1 little monkey sitting in a tree,
Teasing Mr Alligator “You can’t catch me!
No you can’t catch me!”
Along came Mr Alligator, quiet as can be,
And snatched that monkey right out of the tree.

The Squirrel

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The Squirrel

Whisky, frisky, hippity-hop,
Up he goes tot he treetop.
Whirly, twirly, round and round,
Down he scampers to the ground.
Furly, curly, what a tail–
Tall as a feather, broad as a sail!
Where’s his supper? In his shell.
Snappity, crackity, out it fell.

Sleepy Fingers

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Sleepy Fingers

My fingers are so sleepy,
It’s time they went to bed.
First you, Baby Finger,
Tuck in your little head.
Ring Man, now it’s your turn.
Then comes Tall Man Great.
Pointer Finger, hurry
Because it’s getting late!
Let’s see if they’re all cozy.
No, there’s one more to come.
Move over, Little Pointer,
Make room for Master Thumb!