I had a little pony;
They called him Dapple-grey.
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away.
She whipped him, she slashed
him,
She rode him through the
mire;
I would not lend my pony now,
For all the lady's hire.
See, see. What shall I see?
A horse's head where his tail should be.
Pussy cat, Pussy cat, where have you been?
I've been to London to look at the Queen.
Pussy cat, Pussy cat, what did you do there?
I frightened a little mouse under the chair.
Little Tommy Tittlemouse
Lived in a little house;
He caught fishes
In other men's ditches.