The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away
with the spoon.
Baa Baa Black Sheep
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, little master,
Three bags full
[Pg 88]
One for my master,
And one for my dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives in our lane.
There was an old woman tossed up in a basket
