Milk-man, milk-man, where have you been?
In Buttermilk channel up to my chin,
I spilt my milk, and I spoilt my clothes,
And got a long icicle hung to my nose.

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm ;
So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,
But pussy and I very gently will play.

CAMERA

There was an old woman

Sold puddings and pies,
She went to the mill,

And the dust flew in her eyes.
While through the streets
To all she meets,

She ever cries,
Hot Pies Hot Pies.

ON

A cow and a calf,

An ox and a half,
Forty good shillings and three,

Is not that enough tocher
For a shoemaker's daughter,
. A bonny sweet lass

With a coal-black ee?

The little Robin grieves

When the snow is on the ground, For the trees have no leaves,

And no berries can be found.

The air is cold, the worms are hid,

For Robin here what can be done ? Let's strow around some crums of bread,

And then he'll live till snow is gone.

Little Jack Nory
Told me a story
How he tried

Cock-horse to ride,
Sword and scabbard

by his side, Saddle, leaden spurs

and switches,
His pocket tight

With cents all bright, i
Marbles, tops, puzzles props,
Now he's put in jacket and breeches.

odos

There were two blackbirds sitting on a hil.,
One name Jack, and the other name Jill;
Fly away, Jack,-fly away, Jill,
Come again, Jack,-come again, Jill.

Skin

SERIES

The little Robin grieves

When the snow is on the ground, For the trees have no leaves,

And no berries can be found.

The air is cold, the worms are hid,

For Robin here what can be done? Let's strow around some crums of bread,

And then he'll live till snow is gone.