REDDIE saw some fine ripe cherries Hanging on a cherry-tree, And he said, "You pretty cherries, Will you not come down to me?" "Thank you kindly," said a cherry, "We would rather stay up here; If we ventured down this morning, You would eat us up, I fear." One, the finest of the cherries, Dangled from a slender twig; "You are beautiful," said Freddie, "Red and ripe, and oh, how big!" "Catch me," said the cherry, "catch me, Little master, if you can." "I would catch you soon," said Freddie, "If I were a grown-up man." Freddie jumped, and tried to reach it, Standing high upon his toes; But the cherry bobbed about, And laughed, and tickled Freddie's nose. |
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Simple Simon met a pieman,
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Let me taste your ware."
Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
"Show me first your penny."
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Indeed I have not any."
He went to catch a dickey-bird,
And thought he could not fail,
Because he'd got a little salt
To put upon his tail.
He went to take a bird's nest,
Was built upon a bough:
A branch gave way, and Simon fell
Into a dirty slough.