"Not I," said the goose.

"Not I," said the gander.

“I will, then,” said the little red hen.

So she did.

Then she said,

"Who will take this to the mill?"

"Not I," said the goose.

"Not I," said the gander.

"I will, then," said the little red hen.
So she did.

Then she brought home the flour.
She said,

( "Who will make bread of this flour?"

"Not I," said the goose.

"Not I," said the gander.

"I will, then," said the little red hen.

And she did.

"Now who will eat the bread?" said

the little red hen.

“I will,” said the goose.

"I will," said the gander.

"No, you won't!" said the little red hen. "My chicks and I will eat it.”

To market, to market,

To buy a fat pig.

Home again, home again,

Jiggety-jig.

To market, to market,
To buy a fat hog.

Home again, home again,

Joggety-jog.

bought

An old woman was sweeping.

She found a sixpence.

She was glad.

She said,

"I will buy a pig."

So she went out to market,
And she bought a pig.

But the pig would not go home.
He would not get over the stile.

So the old woman went to a dog. She said,

"Dog, dog, bite pig.

Pig won't get over the stile,

And I shan't get home to-night.”

But the dog said,

"No, I won't."

So the old woman went to a stick.