If all the world was apple-pie,
And all the sea was ink,
And all the trees were bread and cheese,
What should we have for drink?
It’s enough to make an old man
Scratch his head and think.
| There was an old man, And he had a calf; And that’s half: He took him out of the stall, And put him on the wall; And that’s all. |
Mary, Mary,
Quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Silver bells,
And cockle-shells,
And pretty maids all of a row.
We’re all dry with drinking on’t,
We’re all dry with drinking on’t;
The piper kiss’d the fiddler’s wife,
And I can’t sleep for thinking on’t.
I had a little wife, the prettiest ever seen,
She wash’d all the dishes and kept the house clean;
She went to the mill to fetch me some flour,
She brought it home safe in less than half an hour;
She baked me my bread, she brew’d me my ale,
She sat by the fire and told a fine tale.
Handy-spandy, Jack-a-Dandy
Loves plum-cake and sugar-candy.
He bought some at a grocer’s shop,
And pleased, away went, hop, hop, hop.
| Here stands a fist, Who set it there? A better man than you, Touch him if you dare! |
Four-and-twenty tailors
Went to kill a snail,
The best man among them
Durst not touch her tail.
She put out her horns
Like a little Kyloe cow:
Run, tailors, run,
Or she’ll kill you all e’en now.
| Long legs, crooked thighs, Little head, and no eyes. What’s that? |
Great A, little A, bouncing B!
The cat’s in the cupboard, and she can’t see.