CURLY locks! curly locks! wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine; But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream. THREE blind mice, see how they run! They all ran after the farmer's wife, Who cut off their tails with the carving knife, Three blind mice. FEEDUM, fiddledum fee, Or I'll crack your crown, 38467B THE lion and the unicorn Were fighting for the crown; The lion beat the unicorn All round about the town. Some gave them white bread, And some gave them brown; Some gave them plum-cake, And sent them out of town. "TWAS the twenty-ninth of May, 't was a holiday, LITTLE King Boggen he built a fine hall, The windows were made of black-puddings and white, Joa on, jog on, the footpath way, Your sad one tires in a mile, boys. ROBIN and Richard were two pretty men; They laid in bed till the clock struck ten; Then up starts Robin and looks at the sky, Oh! brother Richard, the sun's very high: The bull's in the barn threshing the corn, The cock's on the dunghill blowing his horn, The cat's at the fire, frying of fish, The dog's in the pantry, breaking his dish. Hogs in the garden, catch 'em, Towser, Fire on the mountains, run boys, run. RIDE a cock-horse to Banbury-cross, SOLOMON GRUNDY, Of Solomon Grundy. |