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Page 14—Naughty Girls

Little Bo-Peep
Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,
And can't tell where to find them;
Leave them alone, and they'll come home
And bring their tails behind them.
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamed she heard them bleating,
But when she awoke, 'twas all a joke—
Alas! they still were fleeting.
Then up she took her little crook,
Determined for to find them;
She found them, indeed, bit it made her heart bleed,
They'd left their tails behind them.
It happened one day, as Bo-Peep did stray
Over the meadows hard by,
That there she espied their tails side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.
She heaved a sigh, and gave by-and-by
Each careless sheep a banging;
And as for the rest, she thought it was best
Just to leave their tails a-hanging.
Mary's Little Lamb
Mary had a little lamb
Whose fleece was white as snow,
And everywhere that Mary went
That Lamb it would not go;
So Mary took that little Lamb
And put it on the spit,
And soon it was so nicely done
She ate it every bit.
Pemmy
Pemmy was a pretty girl,
But Fanny was a better;
Pemmy look'd like any churl,
When little Fanny let her.
Pemmy had a pretty nose,
But Fanny had a better;
Pemmy oft would come to blows,
But Fanny would not let her.
Pemmy had a pretty song,
But Fanny had a better;
Pemmy would sing all day long,
But Fanny would not let her.
Little Husband
I had a little husband,
No bigger than my thumb;
I put him in a pint pot,
And there I bid him drum.
I bought a little horse,
That galloped up and down;
I bridled him, and saddled him,
And sent him out of town.
I gave him some garters,
To garter up his hose,
And a little handkerchief,
To wipe his pretty nose.
I'm Governess
Now children dear, you all come near
And do not make a noise;
But listen here, just take and clear
That desk of all those toys.
For now I'm Governess you'll find,
That its myself will make you mind;
So Alice Brown you do your sum,
And Betty Snooks don't look so glum.
And Sarah White sit down at once,
And Susan Black you are a dunce,
And Annie Grey you needn't think
I didn't see you spill the ink.
And find your thimble Maggie More,
And mind your sewing Jennie Shore;
And Linda Cole you know 'tis wrong
To make a stitch two inches long.