SONG IN TIME OF HAYING.

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Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going ?

I will go with you, if I may.” “I am going to the meadows to see them mowing,

I am going to see them make the hay.”

CURLY LOCKS.

Curly locks! curly locks! wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the

swine,
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,

And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!

HUSH A BYE BABY.

Hush a bye baby

On the tree top,
When the wind blows

The cradle will rock,
When the bough breaks

The cradle will fall,
Down tumbles baby,

Bough, cradle, and all.

RAIN, RAIN, GO AWAY.

Rain, rain, go away,
Come again another day,
Little Johnny wants to play.

TALES OF SIMPLE SIMON.

Simple Simon met a pieman

Going to the fair ; Says Simple Simon to the pieman,

“ Pray, let me taste your ware.” Says the pieman to Simple Simon,

“Show me first your penny; Says Simple Simon to the pieman,

“ Indeed I have not any."

Simple Simon went a-fishing

For to catch a whale; All the water he had got

Was in his mother's pail.

Simple Simon went to look

If plums grew on a thistle ; He pricked his fingers very much,

Which made poor Simon whistle.

BABY BUNTING.

Bye, baby Bunting,
Father's gone a-hunting,
Gone to get a rabbit skin
To wrap the baby Bunting in.

A SONG OF SIXPENCE.

Sing a song of sixpence,

A bag full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds

Baked in a pie.
When the pie was open'd,

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, There came a little blackbird,

And snapt off her nose.

PEASE PORRIDGE HOT.

Pease porridge hot,

Pease porridge cold,
Pease porridge in the pot

Nine days old.
Spell me that in four letters ?

I will. T-h-a-t, THAT.

THERE WAS A MAN IN OUR TOWN.

There was a man in our town,

And he was wondrous wise; He jumped into a bramble bush,

And scratched out both his eyes : And when he saw his eyes were out,

With all his might and main He jumped into another bush,

And scratched them in again.

YANKEE DOODLE.

Yankee Doodle came to town,

Riding on a pony;
He stuck a feather in his hat

And called it Macaroni.

LITTLE JACK HORNER.

Little Jack Horner sat in a corner,

Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb, and pulled out a plum,

And said, “What a good boy am I !”

A CROOKED SONG.

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked

mile, He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked

stile,

He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked

mouse, And they all lived together in a little crooked

house.

HOW DO YOU DO, AND HOW DO YOU DO?

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?