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67 Needles and pins, needles and pins, When a man marries his trouble begins.

68 Old King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, And he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three. Every fiddler, he had a fine fiddle, And a very fine fiddle had he; Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers.

Oh, there's none so rare,

As can compare With old King Cole and his fiddlers three!

73 One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Shut the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Who will delve? Thirteen, fourteen, Maids a-courting; Fifteen, sixteen, Maids a-kissing; Seventeen, eighteen, Maids a-waiting; Nineteen, twenty, My stomach's empty.

69 Once I saw a little bird

Come hop, hop, hop; So I cried, "Little bird,

Will you stop, stop, stop?" And was going to the window

To say, “How do you do?" But he shook his little tail,

And far away he flew.

70 One for the money,

And two for the show; Three to make ready,

And four to go.

74 Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man! So I will, master, as fast as I can: Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T, Put it in the oven for Tommy and me.

71 One misty, moisty morning,

When cloudy was the weather, 'I chanced to meet an old man

Clothed all in leather; He began to compliment,

And I began to grin,"How do you do," and "How do you do,"

And “How do you do" again!

75 Pease-porridge hot,

Pease-porridge cold, Pease-porridge in the pot,

Nine days old; Some like it hot,

Some like it cold, Some like it in the pot,

Nine days old.

“Thank you, thank you, little dog,

I'm very well just now."

76 Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater, Had a wife and couldn't keep her; He put her in a pumpkin-shell, And there he kept her very well.


77 Halliwell suggests that “off a pewter plate" is

sometimes added at the end of each line. This rhyme is famous as a "tongue twister," or enunciation exercise.

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled

peppers; A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper

picked; If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled

peppers, Where's the peck of pickled peppers

Peter Piper picked?

Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-cross,
To see an old lady upon a white horse,
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
And so she makes music wherever she

Ride, baby, ride!

Pretty baby shall ride, And have a little puppy-dog tied to her

side; And one little pussy-cat tied to the other, And away she shall ride to see her grand

To see her grandmother,
To see her grandmother.


Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
They made him a coat,
Of an old nanny goat,

I wonder how they could do so!
With a ring a ting tang,
And a ring a ting tang,

Poor old Robinson Crusoe!

Rock-a-bye, baby,

On the tree top, When the wind blows

The cradle will rock; When the bough breaks

The cradle will fall, Down will come baby,

Bough, cradle, and all.

79 Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, where have you

been? I've been to London to see the Queen. Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you there? I frightened a little mouse under the chair.

Pussy sits beside the fire;

How can she be fair?
In comes the little dog,

"Pussy, are you there?
So, so, dear Mistress Pussy,

Pray tell me how do you do?"

84 Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green; Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen; And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold

ring; And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for

the king.

85 See a pin and pick it up, All the day you 'll have good luck; See a pin and let it lay, Bad luck you 'll have all the day!

See, saw, sacradown,
Which is the way to London town?
Une foot up, the other foot down,
And that is the way to London town.

Shoe the little horse,

And shoe the little mare,
And let the little colt

Run bare, bare, bare.

91 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 plumcake,

And sent them out of town.


The man in the moon

Came tumbling down,
And asked the way to Norwich;

He went by the south

And burned his mouth With supping cold pease porridge.

Sing a song of sixpence,

A pocket full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds

Baked in a pie;
When the pie was opened,

The birds began to sing;
Was not that a dainty dish

To set before the king? The king was in his counting-house

Counting out his money; The queen was in the parlor

Eating bread and honey; The maid was in the garden

Hanging out the clothes, When along came a blackbird,

And pecked off her nose. Jenny was so mad,

She didn't know what to do; She put her finger in her ear,

And cracked it right in two.

The north wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will the robin do then?

Poor thing!
He will sit in a barn,
And to keep himself warm,
Will hide his head under his wing,

Poor thing!

94 The Queen of Hearts she made some

tarts, All on a summer's day. The Knave of Hearts he stole those

tarts, And hid them clean away. The King of Hearts he missed those tarts,

And beat the Knave right sore,
The Knave of Hearts brought back the

And vowed he'd steal no more.

89 Star light, star bright, First star I see to-night; I wish I may, I wish I might, Have the wish I wish to-night.

90 The King of France went up the hill,

With twenty thousand men; The King of France came down the hill,

And ne'er went up again.

95 There was a crooked man, and he went a

crooked mile, And found a crooked sixpence against a

crooked stile:

He bought a crooked cat, which caught a Victuals and drink were the chief of her crooked mouse,

diet; And they all lived together in a little Yet this little old woman could never crooked house.

keep quiet.

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She lived upon nothing but victuals and

it, For in her hand she carried a broom.




“Old woman, old woman, old woman,”

108 quoth I,

This little pig went to market; “O whither, O whither, O whither, so

This little pig stayed at home; high?"

3. This little pig had roast beef; "To brush the cobwebs off the sky!"


And this little pig had none; “Shall I go with thee?" "Aye, by

5. This little pig said, “Wee, wee, wee! and by."

I can't find my way home.” 105

109 There was an old woman who lived in a

Three blind mice! see, how they run! shoe, She had so many children, she didn't They all ran after the farmer's wife, know what to do.

Who cut off their tails with the carving

knife! She gave them some broth without any bread,

Did you ever see such a thing in your life? Then whipped them all soundly, and put

Three blind mice! them to bed.

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