Jack Sprat could eat no fat; So 'twixt them both they cleared the cloth, There was a little boy went into a barn, And the little boy ran away. The sow came in with the saddle, The little pig rock'd the cradle, The dish jump'd up on the table To see the pot swallow the ladle. The spit that stood behind the door Threw the pudding-stick on the floor. Odsplut! said the gridiron, Can't you agree? I'm the head constable, Bring them to me. Little Tommy Tucker, Sing for your supper : What shall I sing? White bread and butter. How shall I cut it Without any knife? How shall I marry Without any wife? I would, if I could; if I couldn't, how could I? I couldn't without I could, could I? Could you without you could, could ye? could ye? could ye? You couldn't without you could, could ye? Oh that I were where 1 would be! And where I would be I can not. |