HERE was an old woman tossed up in a basket
Seventy times as high as the moon;
Where she was going I couldn't but ask it,
For in her hand she carried a broom.
"Old woman, old woman, old woman," quoth I,
"Where are you going to up so high?"
"To brush the cobwebs off the sky!"
"Shall I go with thee?" "Aye, by-and-by."
"O whither, o whither, o whither, so high?"
Taffy was a Welshman
Taffy; was a Welshman,
Taffy was a thief;
Taffy came to my house
and stole a piece of beef;
I went to Taffy's house,
Taffy was not at home;
Taffy came to my house
and stole a marrow bone.