There was a man in our town,
And all he did each day
Was to skip and hop along the streets
And on a trumpet play.
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A MOST WONDERFUL SIGHT
The most wonderful sight I ever did see
Was an owl on the branch of our old oak-tree;
His eyes were so large and his head was so small
That he seemed all eyes and no head at all.
SAILING
Afloat, afloat, in a golden boat!
Hoist the sail to the breeze!
Steer by a star to lands afar
That sleep in the southern seas,
And then come home to our teas!