Great A, little a, bouncing B,
The Cat's in the cupboard, and she can't see.
The little black dog ran round the house,
And set the bull a roaring,
And drove the monkey in the boat,
Who set the oar a rowing,
And scared the cock upon the rock,
Who cracked his throat with crowing.
Oh, what a sweet little white Mouse!
Oh, what a dear little bright Mouse!
With his eyes of pink,
Going winky-wink,
Oh, what a sweet little white Mouse.
My little Pink,
I suppose you think,
I cannot do without you,
I'll let you know
Before I go,
How little I care about you.
Tell tale tit, your tongue shall be slit,
And all the dogs in our town shall have a bit.
Saturday night shall be my whole care
To powder my locks and curl my hair;
On Sunday morning my love will come in
And marry me then with a pretty gold ring.
Dear Sensibility, O la!
I heard a little lamb cry, baa!
Says I, "So you have lost mamma?"
"Ah!"
The little lamb, as I said so,
Frisking about the fields did go,
And, frisking, trod upon my toe.
"Oh!"
Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold,
Pease porridge in the pot nine days old.
Can you spell that with four letters?
Yes, I can—T H A T.
There was a man in our town
And he was wond'rous wise,
He jump'd into a bramble-bush,
And scratch'd out both his eyes;
And when he saw his eyes were out,
With all his might and main
He jump'd into another bush,
And scratch'd them in again.