Bah, Bah, Black Sheep
Bah, bah, black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes, sir; yes, sir, I have three bags full.
One for my master, one for his dame,
But none for the little boy who cries in the lane.
Pease-Porridge Hot
Pease-porridge hot,
Pease-porridge cold,
Pease-porridge in the pot,
Nine days old.