The Real Mother Goose

by Unknown

LITTLE JENNY WREN Little Jenny Wren fell sick, Upon a time; In came Robin Redbreast And brought her cake and wine. "Eat well of my cake, Jenny, Drink well of my wine." "Thank you, Robin, kindly, You shall be mine." Jenny she got well, And stood upon her feet, And told Robin plainly She loved him not a bit. Robin being angry, Hopped upon a twig, Saying, "Out upon you! Fie upon you! Bold-faced jig!"

THE OLD WOMAN AND THE PEDLAR There was an old woman, as I've heard tell, She went to market her eggs for to sell; She went to market all on a market-day, And she fell asleep on the King's highway. There came by a pedlar whose name was Stout, He cut her petticoats all round about; He cut her petticoats up to the knees, Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze. When the little old woman first did wake, She began to shiver and she began to shake; She began to wonder and she began to cry, "Lauk a mercy on me, this can't be I! "But if it be I, as I hope it be, I've a little dog at home, and he'll know me; If it be I, he'll wag his little tail, And if it be not I, he'll loudly bark and wail." Home went the little woman all in the dark; Up got the little dog, and he began to bark; He began to bark, so she began to cry, "Lauk a mercy on me, this is none of I!"

BOBBY SNOOKS Little Bobby Snooks was fond of his books, And loved by his usher and master; But naughty Jack Spry, he got a black eye, And carries his nose in a plaster.

THE LITTLE MOPPET I had a little moppet, I put it in my pocket, And fed it with corn and hay. There came a proud beggar. And swore he should have her; And stole my little moppet away.

I SAW A SHIP A-SAILING I saw a ship a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea; And, oh! it was all laden With pretty things for thee! There were comfits in the cabin, And apples in the hold; The sails were made of silk, And the masts were made of gold. The four-and-twenty sailors That stood between the decks, Were four-and-twenty white mice With chains about their necks. The captain was a duck, With a packet on his back; And when the ship began to move, The captain said, "Quack! Quack!" A WALNUT As soft as silk, as white as milk, As bitter as gall, a strong wall, And a green coat covers me all.

THE MAN IN THE MOON The Man in the Moon came tumbling down, And asked the way to Norwich; He went by the south, and burnt his mouth With eating cold pease porridge. ONE, HE LOVES One, he loves; two, he loves; Three, he loves, they say; Four, he loves with all his heart; Five, he casts away. Six, he loves; seven, she loves; Eight, they both love. Nine, he comes; ten, he tarries; Eleven, he courts; twelve, he marries.

BAT, BAT Bat, bat, Come under my hat, And I'll give you a slice of bacon; And when I bake I'll give you a cake If I am not mistaken. HARK! HARK! Hark, hark! the dogs do bark! Beggars are coming to town: Some in jags, and some in rags, And some in velvet gown. THE HART The hart he loves the high wood, The hare she loves the hill; The Knight he loves his bright sword, The Lady--loves her will.

MY LOVE Saw ye aught of my love a-coming from the market? A peck of meal upon her back, A babby in her basket; Saw ye aught of my love a-coming from the market? THE MAN OF BOMBAY There was a fat man of Bombay, Who was smoking one sunshiny day; When a bird called a snipe Flew away with his pipe, Which vexed the fat man of Bombay

POOR OLD ROBINSON CRUSOE! Poor old Robinson Crusoe! Poor old Robinson Crusoe! They made him a coat Of an old Nanny goat. I wonder why they should do so! With a ring-a-ting-tang, And a ring-a-ting-tang, Poor old Robinson Crusoe! A SIEVE A riddle, a riddle, as I suppose, A hundred eyes and never a nose!

MY MAID MARY My maid Mary she minds the dairy, While I go a-hoeing and mowing each morn; Gaily run the reel and the little spinning wheel, While I am singing and mowing my corn. A DIFFICULT RHYME What is the rhyme for porringer? The king he had a daughter fair, And gave the Prince of Orange her.

PRETTY JOHN WATTS Pretty John Watts, We are troubled with rats. Will you drive them out of the house? We have mice, too, in plenty, That feast in the pantry, But let them stay And nibble away, What harm in a little brown mouse? I LOVE SIXPENCE I love sixpence, a jolly, jolly sixpence, I love sixpence as my life; I spent a penny of it, I spent a penny of it, I took a penny home to my wife. Oh, my little fourpence, a jolly, jolly fourpence, I love fourpence as my life; I spent twopence of it, I spent twopence of it, And I took twopence home to my wife.

GOOD ADVICE Come when you're called, Do what you're bid, Shut the door after you, And never be chid. BYE, BABY BUNTING Bye, baby bunting, Father's gone a-hunting, Mother's gone a-milking, Sister's gone a-silking, And brother's gone to buy a skin To wrap the baby bunting in. TOM, TOM, THE PIPER'S SON Tom, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig, and away he run, The pig was eat, And Tom was beat, And Tom ran crying down the street.

COMICAL FOLK In a cottage in Fife Lived a man and his wife Who, believe me, were comical folk; For, to people's surprise, They both saw with their eyes, And their tongues moved whenever they spoke! When they were asleep, I'm told, that to keep Their eyes open they could not contrive; They both walked on their feet, And 'twas thought what they eat Helped, with drinking, to keep them alive! TOMMY SNOOKS As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks Were walking out one Sunday, Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks, "Wilt marry me on Monday?"

COCK-CROW Cocks crow in the morn To tell us to rise, And he who lies late Will never be wise; For early to bed And early to rise, Is the way to be healthy And wealthy and wise. THE THREE SONS There was an old woman had three sons, Jerry and James and John, Jerry was hanged, James was drowned, John was lost and never was found; And there was an end of her three sons, Jerry and James and John!

THE BLACKSMITH "Robert Barnes, my fellow fine, Can you shoe this horse of mine?" "Yes, good sir, that I can, As well as any other man; There's a nail, and there's a prod, Now, good sir, your horse is shod." TWO GRAY KITS The two gray kits, And the gray kits' mother, All went over The bridge together. The bridge broke down, They all fell in; "May the rats go with you," Says Tom Bolin.

ONE, TWO, BUCKLE MY SHOE One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Knock at the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good, fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Dig and delve; Thirteen, fourteen, Maids a-courting; Fifteen, sixteen, Maids in the kitchen; Seventeen, eighteen, Maids a-waiting; Nineteen, twenty, My plate's empty.

COCK-A-DOODLE-DO! Cock-a-doodle-do! My dame has lost her shoe, My master's lost his fiddle-stick And knows not what to do. Cock-a-doodle-do! What is my dame to do? Till master finds his fiddle-stick, She'll dance without her shoe.

PAIRS OR PEARS Twelve pairs hanging high, Twelve knights riding by, Each knight took a pear, And yet left a dozen there. BELLEISLE At the siege of Belleisle I was there all the while, All the while, all the while, At the siege of Belleisle.

OLD KING COLE Old King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three! And every fiddler, he had a fine fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he. "Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee," went the fiddlers. Oh, there's none so rare As can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three. SEE, SEE See, see! What shall I see? A horse's head where his tail should be. A WELL As round as an apple, as deep as a cup, And all the king's horses can't fill it up. COFFEE AND TEA Molly, my sister and I fell out, And what do you think it was all about? She loved coffee and I loved tea, And that was the reason we couldn't agree.

PUSSY-CAT MEW Pussy-cat Mew jumped over a coal, And in her best petticoat burnt a great hole. Poor Pussy's weeping, she'll have no more milk Until her best petticoat's mended with silk. DAPPLE-GRAY I had a little pony, His name was Dapple-Gray, 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.