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Eggs, butter, cheese, bread,
Stick, stock, stone dead,
Stick him up, stick him down,
Stick him in the old man's crown.

17 Curly locks! curly locks! wilt thou be

mine? Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet

feed the swine. But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and

cream!

23: For every evil under the sun, There is a remedy, or there is none. If there be one, try to find it, If there be none, never mind it.

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Cats in the cream-pot, run, girls, run,

girls; Fire on the mountains, run, boys, run.

And all the trees were bread and cheese,

What should we have for drink?

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Hot-cross buns!

Hot-cross buns!
One a penny, two a penny,

Hot-cross buns!

39 If I'd as much money as I could spend, I never would cry, “Old chairs to mend! Old chairs to mend! Old chairs to

mend!” I never would cry, “Old chairs to mend!” If I'd as much money as I could tell, I never would cry, “Old clothes to sell! Old clothes to sell! Old clothes to sell!” I never would cry, “Old clothes to sell!”

Hot-cross buns!

Hot-cross buns!
If you have no daughters,

Give them to your sons.

40
If "ifs" and "ands"

Were pots and pans,
There would be no need for tinkers!

41 If wishes were horses,

Beggars might ride; If turnips were watches, I'd wear one by my side.

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Hub a dub dub,
Three men in a tub;
The butcher, the baker,
The candlestick-maker,
They all fell out of a rotten potato.

36 Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; Threescore men and threescore more Cannot place Humpty Dumpty as he was before.

(An egg.)

37 If all the sea were one sea, What a great sea that would be! And if all the trees were one tree, What a great tree that would be! And if all the axes were one axe, What a great axe that would be! And if all the men were one man, What a great man he would be! And if the great man took the great axe, And cut down the great tree, And let it fall into the great sea, What a splish splash that would be!

38 If all the world was apple-pie,

And all the sea was ink,

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Little girl, little girl, what gave she you? She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe.

Little Robin Redbreast

Sat upon a rail; Niddle naddle went his head,

Wiggle waggle went his tail.

55 Little Jack Horner

Sat in a corner, Eating his Christmas pie.

He put in his thumb,

And he pulled out a plum, And said, “What a good boy am I!”

61 Little Tommy Tucker Sings for his supper; What shall he eat? White bread and butter. How shall he cut it Without e'er a knife? How will he be married Without e'er a wife?

56
Little Jack Jingle,

He used to live single,
But when he got tired of this kind of life,
He left off being single and lived with his
wife.

57 Little Johnny Pringle had a little pig; It was very little, so was not very big. As it was playing beneath the shed, In half a minute poor Piggie was dead. So Johnny Pringle he sat down and cried, And Betty Pringle she lay down and died. This is the history of one, two, and three, Johnny Pringle he, Betty Pringle she, And the Piggie-Wiggie.

62 Long legs, crooked thighs, Little head and no eyes.

(The longs.)

63 Lucy Locket lost her pocket,

Kitty Fisher found it: Nothing in it, nothing in it,

But the binding round it.

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64 Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John Guard the bed that I lie on! Four corners to my bed, Four angels round my head; One to watch, one to pray, And two to bear my soul away.

Little Miss Muffet

Sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey;

There came a great spider,

And sat down beside her, And frightened Miss Muffet away.

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Little Nancy Etticoat,
In a white petticoat,

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And a red nose;
The longer she stands,
The shorter she grows.

(A candle.)

65 Mistress Mary, quite contrary,

How does your garden grow? With cockle-shells, and silver bells, And pretty maids all in a row.

66 Multiplication is vexation,

Division is as bad; The Rule of Three perplexes me,

And Practice drives me mad.

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