My mother has killed me,
My father is eating me,
My brothers and sisters are sitting at the table,
Collecting up what's left of me,
And then burying them under the cold marble
Two Lizzie Borden Lizzie Borden
Lizzie Borden took an axe
and hit her daddy forty times
When she saw what she'd done
She hit her mama forty times again
Three Ten little nigger boys went out to dine Ten little niggers
Ten little nigger boys went out to dine; One choked to death and couldn't be saved, Ten down to nine.
Nine little Indian boys, so sleepy at night; they fell asleep and died.
Eight little Indian boys, who went to Devon to hunt; and left one dead, and only seven of the eight remain.
Seven little Indian boys, who had a hard time cutting down trees; they left one dead, and only six of the seven remain.
Six little Indian boys, playing with the beehive, made the bees angry, and when they were stung, they died.
Five little Indian boys got into trouble with the law; and they stayed in trouble until they died.
Four little Indian boys, who went out to sea in a gang, were in great trouble; the mackerel ate them, and they were bloodied, and there were only three of them left.
Three little Indian boys were in trouble at the zoo; the bear came down from the sky, and there were only two of them left.
Two little Indian boys sighed in the sun; two were left with only one.
A little Indian boy, who came home alone; who hung himself from a beam and died, and there was none left.
There was a crooked man
A crooked man, walking a crooked mile.
With a crooked sixpence in his hand, He stepped on a crooked step,
And bought a crooked cat, And the cat scratched a crooked mouse.
They live together in a crooked cottage.
V Who killed Cock Robin?
Who killed Cock Robin?
It was I, said the sparrow,
I killed the mockingbird,
with my bow and arrow.
Who saw him die?
It was I, said the fly,
I saw him die,
with my little eyes.
Who took his blood?
It was I, said the fish,
I took his blood,
with my little saucer.
Who will make the birthday suit?
It is I, said the beetle,
I will make his birthday suit,
with my needle and thread.
Who will dig the grave?
It is I, said the owl,
I will dig his grave,
with my chisel and spade.
Who will be the priest?
It's me, said the raven,
I'll be his priest,
With my little book.
Who will be the deacon?
It's me, said the lark,
If not in the dark,
I'll be deacon.
Who brings the torch?
It is I, said the cardinal,
and I will take it for a moment.
I will take the torch.
Who will be the officiating priest?
It is I, said the dove,
and I will be the chief priest.
Mourn for my love.
Who will carry the coffin?
It is I, said the Iris,
If not through the night,
I will carry the coffin.
Who will carry the coffin?
It is we, said the wren,
And the cock and the hen,
We will hold the coffin.
Who will sing the hymns?
It's me, said the painted lady,
And when he's buried in the bush,
I'll sing the hymns.
Who will ring the death knell?
It's me, said the cow,
For I can pull the bell,
So farewell, robin.
When the bell rang for the poor robin,
all the birds in the air lamented and wept.
Notice
Attention, relations,
Next time the birds are on trial,
And the person on trial is the sparrow.
VI Solomon Grundy Solomon? Grundy
Solomon? Grundy
Lunar (Monday) was born,
Fire (Tuesday) was baptized,
Water (Wednesday) was married,
Wood (Thursday) was sick,
Gold (Friday) became more ill,
Earth (Saturday) died,
Sun (Sunday) was buried
This is the life of Solomon Grandy. That was the life of Solomon Grundy.
VII Humpty Dumpty The egg hatched on a cliff
The egg hatched on a cliff
It hatched, it fell, and
Even if all the king's horses were gathered
Even if all the king's courtiers were gathered,
The egg could not be restored to its original form...
VIII King Arthur
When King Arthur ruled the land,
he was a great king.
He stole three bags of cereal,
in order to make a big pudding.
This king made a pudding,
with lots of raisins,
and a big piece of cream,
as big as my two thumbs.
The king and queen ate the pudding,
and so did the nobles around them.
They ate nothing that night,
and the next morning the queen was fried in oil.
9 There Was A Man Dead
There was a man dead,
a man who was too lazy to bury in a grave.
The head rolled under the bed,
and the limbs were scattered about the room.
Ten Three Blind Mice Three blind mice
Singing a song of sixpence,
With sacks full of rye;
Twenty-four black paintbrushes,
Were baked in a pie!
And when the pie was peeled,
The paintbrush began to sing;
And was it not a very delicious meal at the king's table?
The king was counting his money in the tent;
The queen was eating bread and honey in the parlor.
The maid was drying her clothes in the garden;
a black paintbrush came and
pecked away her nose.
XII THREE CHILDREN ON THE ICE
Three children were skating on the ice
One day after the summer,
When it was time to quarrel, they all fell,
and the rest of them fled.
Oh, these children were at school,
or slipping on dry ground,
ten thousand pounds for a penny,
and they didn't get drowned again.
Dear parents with children,
And who have not,
If you want to keep them safe abroad,
Pray for their safety at home.
Thirteen cross patch Klaus Patch
Klaus Patch, paint the door-plug,
And sit by the stove and spinning-wheel;
Take a cup of tea, and drink it up,
And call in the neighbors.
XIV the old woman under a hill
There is an old woman
who lives under a hill;
and if she doesn't go away,
she still lives there
XV oh, dear!
Dear, dear! What could possibly go wrong?
Two old women got up among the apple trees;
One fell, and the other stayed till Saturday.
Sixteen tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee
tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee,
Decided to fight a battle,
Said tweedle-dum for tweedle-dum that tweedle-dee
got his nice new rattle.
Just then a ride on a terrible raven,
as big as a tar barrel,
which frightened the two heroes,
and they forgot their quarrel.
XVII OLD MOTHER GOOSE OLD
When Mother Goose was old,
she wanted to roam,
and would ride air
on a very good goose.
XVIII little jumping joan little jumping joan
This is me, little jumping joan,
and I am always alone when there is no one with me.
I am always alone.
Nineteen pat-a-cake Tap-a-cake
Tap-a-cake, tap-a-cake,
Baker's man!
So I do, master,
As fast as I can.
Tap it, pierce it,
Mark it tons,
Put it in the oven,
For Tommy and me.
Twenty money and the mare Money and the mare
"You lent me the mare to ride a mile."
"She's lame and can only jump."
"Woo-hoo! , I must keep it fair!"
"I'll pay you for your mare."
"Oh, oh! Says you?"
"Money will make the mare go over!"
The cat went up, and when he was gone he went down again,
The cat came below, and the robin flew away,
And Little Robin the robin said, "Catch me if you can!"
Little Robin Mockingbird jumped on the shovel,
and the cat jumped after him, and then he was afraid.
The little robin chirps and sings, and what does the cat say?
The cat said, "Meow, meow, meow." The robin flew away.
Twenty-one a melancholy song
Traveling on the ditch-digger,
And dancing on the dishes,
My mother sent me some yeast, some yeast;
She softly bade me to go,
And to come again very soon,
And for the young man who made me afraid I Should do some harm.
But do you not see, but do you not see,
What naughty devils they put above me?
They broke my pitcher
And overflowed,
And frightened my mother,
And enjoyed certain daughters,
And kissed my sisters in my place.
XXII Jack Jack
Jack was quick, Jack was fast,
Jack jumped over the candle-stick.
Twenty-three going to st. ives Going to st. ives
When I went to st. ives,
I met seven wives and men.
Seven bags for each wife,
seven cats in each bag,
seven bags for each cat.
Bags, cats, bags, and wives,
How many go to St. Ives?
TWENTY-FOUR THIRTY DAYS HATH SEPTEMBER There are thirty days in September,
thirty days in September,
thirty days in April, June, and November;
only February has twenty-eight,
and all the others have thirty-one,
except for the leap years, and that's when the number of February's days are twenty-nine.
Twenty-five baby dolly baby doll
Hush, child, my doll, I beg you not to cry,
I'll give you some bread and some by milk;
Or if you like a cake, or, perhaps, a pie,
And then either you're welcome, or all my heart.
Twenty-six bees bees
Joyfully shaken down and up, The bells of London ring.
When it comes to gun targets and bull's-eyes, count St. Margaret's the Great Bell.
When it comes to tiles and bricks, count St. Giles the Great.
Speaking of oranges and lemons, count St. Clement the Great Clock.
When it comes to pasties and pies, count St. Peter the Great Clock.
Two sticks and an apple, that's Big Bell Whitechapel.
When it comes to bald old priests, it's Big Bell Adelgate.
When it comes to ladies in white aprons, count St. Catherine the Great Bell.
When it comes to pitchforks and pokers, count St. John the Great Bell.
When it comes to teapots and frying pans, count Big Bell St. Anna.
When it comes to nickels and dimes and two-and-a-half cents, count Big Bell St. Martin.
When it comes to you owe me ten shillings, think St. Helen of Great Bell.
Ask when you'll pay me back, and I'll think of Old Bailey, the big clock.
When I have money, I think of St. Helen's, the Great Bell. I'll have to wait till I have the money, and then I'll think of the big bell, Hugh Dixon.
When you have the money? When you're rich? When you're rich? - When I'm rich.
I'm not sure, but it seems to be the response of the Big Bell Bunwood.
It should be when I'm old, talking like Big Bell St. Paul.
You should go to bed when the candles are lit, and beware of the sword and axe that will kill you.
Twenty-eight What are little boys made of ? What are little boys made of ?
What are little boys made of ?
Frogs and snails
And puppy dog tails
XXIX What are little girls made of ? What are little girls made of ?
What are little girls made of ?
Sugar and spice
It's all so wonderful
XX Ignorant Simon Simple Simon
Ignorant Simon met a pie seller
who was on his way to market;
Ignorant Simon said to the pie seller:
"Let me taste your stuff. what you have. "
The merchant said to Simon the Ignorant:
"Let me see your pennies first."
Ignorant Simon says to the merchant:
"Actually, I'm penniless."
He goes to catch the bird,
and thinks he can't fail,
because he has a handful of salt,
which he sprinkles on its tail.
He went to fetch the bird's nest,
which was built on a large branch;
the branch broke and Simon fell,
and landed in the dirty mire.
He went to shoot at the mallard,
but the mallard flew away;
Simon said, "I couldn't hit it,
because he doesn't stay there.
Ignorant Simon went fishing,
Trying to catch a whale;
But all the water he had
Was in his mother's bucket.
Ignorant Simon went hunting,
to hit a hare;
he rode his donkey through the streets,
where he could not find a hare.
He went to eat honey,
From a jar of mustard on a table;
He bit his tongue till he cried,
And that was all he got.
He went to ride a spotted cow
But the cow had a calf;
And the cow dumped him on the ground,
And made the people laugh.
Once Simon made a big snowball,
and brought it back to bake;
and put it in front of the fire,
and the snowball was gone.
He went out on the ice to skate
Before the ice would hold;
Then he plunged into the water up to his knees,
And poor Simon's eyes opened wide.
He bathed in black shoe polish,
for he had no soap;
and then he said to his mother,
"I am beautiful now, I hope."
Ignorant Simon went to see if
Plums grew on thistles;
His hand was pricked several times,
And poor Simon whistled.
He fetched water through a sieve,
but it soon leaked out.
Poor, ignorant Simon
Goodbye forever
XXXI Father And Mother And Uncle John
Father and Mother and Uncle John
One by one, Father and Mother and Uncle John
went to the market.
Daddy fell down -!
Mom fell down -!
But Uncle John went on, on,
On,
On,
On,
On,
On,
On ......
Thirty-two As White As Milk
As White As Milk,
Not Milk;
As Green As Grass,
Not Grass;
As Red As Blood,
Not Blood;
As Black As Soot,
Not Soot.
33 The Rabbit's Nursery Rhyme
The big rabbit is sick,
The second rabbit looks,
The third rabbit buys medicine,
The fourth rabbit boils,
The fifth rabbit dies,
The sixth rabbit carries,
The seventh rabbit digs a hole,
The eighth rabbit buries,
The ninth rabbit sits down and weeps.
Ten rabbits asked why they were crying.
Nine rabbits said,
Five rabbits never came back!
XXIV There Was a Little Man
There was a little man, and he had a little gun,
And the bullets were lead, lead, lead,
And he killed Johnny Shrek,
And he was a little man,
And he was a little man. Shrek,
Through his wig and hit him in the head, head, head.
XXXV JACK THE RIPPER
Jack the Ripper is killed,
Pauline and Siffy are walking in the White Chapel,
The sniper's footsteps sound,
Jack the Ripper is coming.
XXXVI THE BLACK SHEEP
Baa - baa -
Black sheep, black sheep, have you any wool on you?
Yes, yes, there are three bags,
one for the master, one for the lady,
and the last for the young master crying by the roadside.
XXXVII THE BLOOD-STAINED MARY
What can a boy play with?
Frogs, snails, and puppy dog tails.
What can a girl play?
Sugar, pans, and other goodies.
What about me? What can I play?
You can play scary games!
38 Butterfly, Butterfly
Butterfly, Butterfly,
Where do you come from?
I don't know, I don't ask,
Never had a home.
Butterfly, butterfly,
Where are you going?
Where the sun shines,
Where the buds grow
39 The shaver, the shaver, shaves the pig
The shaver, the shaver, shaves the pig
The shaver, the shaver, shaves the pig
The shaver, the shaver, shaves the pig
The shaver, the shaver, shaves the pig!
How many hairs does it take to make a wig?
Twenty-four, that's enough!
Give the shaver a pinch of snuff.
Forty A cat tiptoes out of the barn
A cat tiptoes out of the barn,
with a pair of bagpipes under her arm.
She can't sing anything but a tic-tac-toe.
The mouse is married to the bumblebee,
Bagpipes, cat; dance, mouse;
We'll have a wedding in a fine house.
XLI THE CATS GO OUT TO SING SERENADINGS
The cats go out to serenade,
And play beautifully on a banjo;
And on this summer's night they climb a tree.
The cats go out to serenade,
They climb a tree,
And the cats go out to sing a serenade.
Singing, "My love, oh, come into my arms!"
Forty-two "Come to the Window"
Come to the window,
My baby, come with me,
And see the stars,
Shining on the sea.
There are two little stars,
They play hide-and-seek
And two little fishes
Far out in the deep;
Two little frogs
Calling, "Tide, tide, tide, tide;"
And I see a dear baby
He should be in bed. p>
It's time for him to go to bed.
XLIII THE GURU ROCKS
Guru Rocks, Guru Rocks,
Will you be mine?
You don't have to wash the dishes,
You don't have to feed the pigs,
But sit on a cushion
Sew the cracks securely,
And take a bite of strawberry,
With sugar, and cream
Forty-four The Thistle Cutting in May
Thistle cutting in May,
They grow in a day;
Cut the thistle in June,
That would be too soon;
Cut the thistle in July,
They die.
Forty-five "Do you listen with your ears open"
Do you listen with your ears open?
Do they waver?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them into a bow?
Can you throw them over your shoulder
Like an infantryman?
Do you listen with your ears down?
XLVI Elizabeth, Elspeth, Bettes, and Beth
Elizabeth, Elspeth, Bettes, and Beth,
They went together in search of a bird's nest;
They found one with five eggs in it;
They took one, and kept four
XLVII Elsie -Elsie Mary
Elsie Mary grew up so pretty and healthy,
that when she grew up she would not feed the pigs,
except to lie in bed till eight or nine o'clock.
She was so lazy and lazy, that she would not feed the pigs,
except to lie in bed till eight or nine!
Lazy Elsie Marie.
Forty-eight The Mimi Little Spider
The Mimi Little Spider
Climbed up the sprinkler;
The rain came down
And washed away the little spider;
The sun came up
And dried up all the rain;
The Mimi Little Spider
Climbed up the sprinkler again.
Forty-nine There was an old man
Once upon a time there was an old man
Who had a calf
Now halfway through
The old man took the calf out of the barn
And then he tied it to the wall
And that's all
Fifty-one December Twelve mouths
January snow
February ice
March wind
April rain
May buds
June roses
July fun
August warmth
September school starts
October apples
The eleven cold days <
Christmas in December
Fifty-two There was a woman with skin and bones
Once upon a time there was a woman with skin and bones
Of course you've never heard of such a woman:
It all happened one day
The lady went to church to say her prayers.
When she came to the church steps,
She stopped for a little rest;
When she came to the churchyard,
She heard the groans of hell so loud.
When she came to the door of the church,
She stopped for another little rest;
When she entered the church,
The priest was resisting vanity and sin in prayer.
Looking up, looking down,
She saw a dead man lying on the floor;
From his nose to his chin,
Maggots crawled out,
Maggots wriggled in.
Then she said to the priest,
Will I be like this when I die?
Oh, yes!
Oh, yes, said the priest,
that's what you'll be when you die.
Fifty-three
I'm a doll ......
The girl dresses me in pretty clothes.
The boy puts the garland he gave the girl on me.
I then watched them grow up, fall in love and get married ......
Then the girl killed the boy ......
Buried under the cherry tree. This secret, only I know ......
I sat under the cherry tree and waited for the girl to come back, and once I sat, it was a thousand years ........ Gurgle Gurgle Broken
Lungs to the right hand Kidneys to the left hand Lay down the tongue Lay down the nose Mary cut off the left ear with the earring
Mary Amalia
Mary in red with long blonde hair Put on the earring she cut off
Mary Amalia
Mary in red with green pupils Took in the eyeballs she had gouged out. Mary in the red dress with the green pupils takes the eyeballs that she dug out
Mary Amalia
Mary in the red dress with the blood, picks up the saw and the cleaver, and turns around
and shows up in your yard with the empty, eyeless head