ROBIN the Bobbin, the big-bellied Ben, He eat a butcher and a half; He eat a church, he eat a steeple, A cow and a calf, An ox and a half, A church and a steeple, And all the good people, And yet he complain'd that his stomach wasn't full. DAFFY-DOWN-DILLY is new come to town, WHEN good King Arthur ruled this land, He was a goodly king; He bought a peck of barley-meal, A bag-pudding the king did make, The king and queen did eat thereof, And noblemen beside; And what they could not eat that night, The queen next morning fried. It's once I courted as pretty a lass, But now she's come to such a pass, She invited me to her own house, And she tumbled me into the hog-tub, OVER the water, and over the lea, JACK SPRAT could eat no fat, LITTLE Dicky Dilver Had a wife of silver. He took a stick and broke her back, ONE a penny, two a penny, hot cross-buns; If your daughters do not like them, give them to your sons. But if you should have none of these pretty little elves, You cannot do better than to eat them yourselves. I gave him some work and he did it very well; I sent him up stairs to pick up a pin, He stepped in the coal-scuttle up to the chin; I sent him to the cellar, to draw a pot of beer," |