OLD Dame Twitchet had but one eye,
And a long tail which she let fly;
And every time she went through a gap,
A bit of her tail she left in a trap.

(A needle and thread.)

ELIZABETH, Elspeth,
Betsy, and Bess,

They all went together

To seek a bird's nest.

They found a bird's nest
With five eggs in;

They all took one,

And left four in.

WHO killed Cock Robin? "I," said the Sparrow,

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With my bow and arrow; I killed Cock Robin."

This is the Sparrow,

With his bow and arrow.

Who made his shroud? "I," said the Beetle,

With my little needle;

I made his shroud."

This is the Beetle
With his little needle.

Who will be the parson?
"I," said the Rook,
"With my little book;
I will be the parson."

This is the Rook

With his little book.

Who will dig his grave?

"I," said the Owl,

"With my spade and shovel;

I'll dig his grave.”

This is the Owl,

With his spade and shovel.

Who will be the clerk?

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I," said the Lark,

"If 't is not in the dark;

I will be the clerk."

This is the Lark

Who would be the clerk.

Who'll carry him to his grave?

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I," said the Kite,

"If 't is not in the night;

I'll carry him to the grave."

This is the Kite,

For 't was not in the night.

Who'll be the chief mourner? "I," said the Dove,

"Because of my love;

I'll be chief mourner."

This is the Dove

That mourns for her

love.

Who'll sing a psalm? "I," said the Thrush, As she sat in a bush; "I'll sing a psalm."

This is the Thrush

As she sang in the bush.

Who will bear the pall? "We," said the Wren,

Both the Cock and the Hen;

"We will bear the pall."

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This is the Wren,

Both the Cock and the Hen.

Who will toll the bell?

I," said the Bull,

"Because I can pull."

So Cock Robin farewell.

All the birds of the air
Fell to sobbing and sighing,
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin's dying.