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That toss'd the dog
That worried the cat,
That kill'd the rat,

That ate the malt,

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crow'd in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tatter'd and torn, That kiss'd the maiden all forlorn,

That milk'd the cow with the crumpled horn, That toss'd the dog,

That worried the cat,

That kill'd the rat,

That ate the malt,

That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer, sowing his corn,
That kept the cock that crow'd in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tatter'd and torn,

That kiss'd the maiden all forlorn,

That milk'd the cow with the crumpled horn, That toss'd the dog,

That worried the cat,

That kill'd the rat,

That ate the malt,

That lay in the house that Jack built.

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poor donkey, I'll give him a handful of grass ;

I'm sure he's a good-natured honest old ass :

He trots to the market to carry the sack,
And lets me ride all the way home on his back;
And only just stops by the ditch for a minute,
To see if there's any fresh grass for him in it.

'Tis true, now and then he has got a bad trick,
Of standing stock-still, or just trying to kick;
But then, poor old fellow, you know he can't tell,
That standing stock-still is not using me well;
For it never comes into his head, I dare say,
To do his work first, and then afterwards play.

No, no, my good donkey, I'll give you some grass;
For you know no better, because you're an ass:
But what little donkeys some children must look,
Who stand, very like you, stock-still at their book,
And waste every moment of time as it passes,
A great deal more stupid and silly than asses!

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BOW, wow, says the dog;

Mew, mew, says the cat;

Grunt, grunt, goes the hog;
And squeak goes the rat.

Tu whu, says the owl;

Caw, caw, says the crow; Quack, quack, says the duck;

And what sparrows say, you know.

So, with sparrows and owls,
With rats and with dogs,
With ducks and with crows,
With cats and with hogs,

A fine song I have made,

To please you, my dear; And if it's well sung,

'T will be charming to hear.

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IDE a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,

RIDE

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 goes.

DIDDLE,

86.

IDDLE, diddle, dumpling, my boy John
Went to bed with his stockings on;

One shoe off, and one shoe on,

Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John..

87.

S I went through the garden-gap,

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Who should I meet but Dick Redcap!

A stick in his hand, a stone in his throat,-
If you'll tell me this riddle, I'll give you a

groat.

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S I was going to St. Ives,'

I met a man with seven wives:

Every wife had seven sacks,

Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits:

Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,

How many were there going to St. Ives?

89.

A CAT came fiddling out of a barn,

With a pair of bag-pipes under her arm; She could sing nothing but fiddle-cum-fee, The mouse has married the humble bee: Pipe cat,-dance, mouse;

We'll have a wedding at our good house.

90.

PUSSY cat, pussy cat, where have you been?

I've been up to London to look at the Queen. Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there? I frighten'd a little mouse under the chair.

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