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107. THERE was a little man and he had a little gun,
And his bullets they were made of lead, lead, lead; He went unto the brook, and shot a little duck,
And he hit her right through the head, head, head. Then he went home unto his wife Joan,
And bid her a good fire make, make, make; For to roast the little duck he had shot at the brook,
And he'd go and fetch home the drake, drake, drake.
108. DIDE a cock-horse to Banbury Cross, 10 To see what Tommy, can buy; A penny white cake, and a galloping-horse,
And a hugey penny pie.
OUND about, round about, maggoty pie;
ROBERT Rowley rolled a round roll round,
A round roll Robert Rowley rolled round; Where rolled the round roll Robert Rowley rolled round?
111. T ITTLE Tom Twig bought a fine bow and arrow;
And what did he shoot? Why, a poor little sparrow. Oh, fie, little Tom! with your fine bow and arrow, How cruel to shoot a poor little sparrow!
112. T ADY-BIRD, lady-bird, fly away home,
Your house is on fire, your children at home; They're all burnt but one, and that's little Ann, And she has crept under the warming-pan.
To market, to market, to buy a plum-bun;
THERE was an old man,
And he had a calf,
And that's all.
The noble sun begins to ride.
If you would the reason know,
Very cheerfully doth blow.
And the birds on every tree
Sing a merry, merry tune,
Comes to suck my sugar soon.
I my little leaves undo:
If I have not told you true.
When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.'
RIDE, baby, ride,
10 Pretty baby shall ride,
To see her grandmother,
what to do; She gave them some broth without any bread, Then whipt them all soundly, and sent them to bed. 1
121. T ITTLE King Boggen he built a fine hall,
Pye-crust and pastry-crust, that was the wall; The windows were made of black puddings and
white, And slated with pancakes-you ne'er saw the like.
122. To market, to market, to buy a fat pig;
Home again, home again, jiggety jig. Ride to the market, to buy a fat hog; Home again, home again, jiggetty jog.