Old farmer Jack gazed on his wheat,
And feared the frost would nip it.
When I look into the looking glass
I'm always sure to see -
There are holes in the sky Where the rain gets in
Sick "I cannot go to school today," Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
A boat beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
When Anne and I go out a walk,
We hold each other's hand and talk
Tattoo was the mother of Pinkle Purr,
A little black nothing of feet and fur;
Jonathan Jo Has a mouth like an "O"
I had a hippopotamus; I kept him in a shed
And fed him upon vitamins and vegetable bread.
There was an old woman
Liv'd under a hill,
There is no treasure
in all the world
Eat a tomato and you'll turn red (I don't think that's really so);
I made my home amidst this human bustle, Yet I hear no clamour from the carts and horses.
When George's Grandmamma was told
That George had been as good as gold,
Little Birds are dining
Warily and well,
Where did you come from, baby dear?
Out of the everywhere into here.
I sat beside a lady fair,
A lady grave and sweet;
Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
JUMP–jump–jump–
Jump away
Jack Sprat
Could eat no fat,
WE have a little garden, A garden of our own,
The nicest child I ever knew
Was Charles Augustus Fortescue.
The young girl stood beside me.
I Saw not what her young eyes could see:
They don’t believe in fairies,
Those old folk wide and staid,
A dragon fly upon my knee
Is sitting looking up at me.
Not a bird disturbs the air!
There is quiet everywhere;
Little Prince Tatters has lost his cap!
Over the hedge he threw it;
THERE was one little Jim,
'Tis reported of him,
Look at all those monkeys
Jumping in their cage.
A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
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