Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
MARY, Mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
AENA, deena, dina, duss,
Kattle, weela, wila, wuss,
Spit, spot, must be done,
Twiddlum, twaddlum, twenty-one.
O-u-t spells out!
THERE was an old woman
Called Nothing-at-all,
Who rejoiced in a dwelling
Exceedingly small:
A man stretched his mouth
To its utmost extent,
And down at one gulp
House and old woman went.
"WHAT do they call you?"
"Patchy Dolly."
"Where were you born?"
"In the cow's horn."
"Where were you bred?"
"In the cow's head."
"Where will you die?"
"In the cow's eye."

THE cuckoo's a fine bird,
He sings as he flies;
He brings us good tidings,
He tells us no lies.
He sucks little birds' eggs,
To make his voice clear;
And when he sings "cuckoo!"
The summer is near.
COME, my dear children,
Up is the sun,
Birds are all singing,
And morn has begun.
Up from the bed, Miss,
Out on the lea;
The horses are waiting
For you and for me!

ROCK-A-BYE, baby, thy cradle is green;
Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen;
And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring;
And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.

THERE was an old woman tossed up in a basket,
Ninety times as high as the moon:
And where she was going, I couldn't but ask her,
For in her hand she carried a broom.
"Old woman, old woman, old woman," quoth I,
"Whither, O whither, O whither so high?"
"To sweep the cobwebs off the sky!"
"Shall I go with you?"
"Aye, by-and-by."

SOLOMON Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday:
This is the end of
Solomon Grundy.
HOT cross buns,
HOT cross buns,
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot cross buns.
If your daughters
Don't like 'em,
Give them to your sons,
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot cross buns.