Whom you've heard of before :So here ends my rhyme Till I find you some more. BLOW, wind, blow! and wind, blow! and go, mill, go! That the miller may grind his corn; That the baker may take it, And into rolls make it, And send us some hot in the morn. SIMPLE IMPLE Simon met a pieman, Says Simple Simon to the pieman, Let me taste your ware. Says the pieman to Simple Simon, Indeed I have not any. Simple Simon went to look 43. 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. PUSSY When is your wedding? for I'll come to 't. The beer's to brew, the bread 's to bake, So, pussy cat, pussy cat, don't be too late. OOSY, goosy gander, Where did you wander? Up stairs, down stairs, That would not say his prayers I took him by the left leg, |