 | TO market, to market, to buy a plum cake, Home again, home again, market is late; To market, to market, to buy a plum bun, |
| Home again, home again, market is done. | |
| THERE was a little girl who wore a little hood, And a curl down the middle of her forehead; When she was good, she was very, very good, But when she was bad, she was horrid. |
| BRYAN O'LIN had no breeches to wear, So he bought him a sheepskin and made him a pair. With the skinny side out, and the woolly side in, "Ah, ha, that is warm!" said Bryan O'Lin. |
| DOGS in the garden, catch 'em, Towser; Cows in the cornfield, run, boys, run; Cats in the cream-pot, run, girls, run, girls; Fire on the mountains, run, boys, run. |
 | LUCY Locket lost her pocket, Kitty Fisher found it: Not a penny in it, But a ribbon 'round it. |
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| One foot up, the other foot down, |
| And that is the way to London town |