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atch baby big red cow big tree bite the pig Bo-peep is crying bread burn the stick cake catch crooked crying because Bo-peep crying because Jack dickory drink the water Duck Luck Dumpty fence fire ger-bread gingerbread man jumped gingerbread man ran go thru Goose Loose Hen Pen hill home tonight Horner is crying Hubbard is crying Jack and Jill kill the ox Lady Moon little birds little Bo-peep Little Boy Blue little chicken little gingerbread little girl little Indian Little Jack Horner Little Miss Muffet little mouse little old woman little pig Little Red Hen Little Robin Redbreast lost her sheep meadow milk Old Mother Hubbard Pat-a-cake play pretty white sheep Pus-sy-cat Pussy Cat rain sing sky is falling Soon tail tell the king thru the hole tree top Turkey Lurkey wheat whip the dog
Page 70 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She gave them some broth without any bread, She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
Page 56 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
Page 99 - 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.
Page 48 - 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!
Page 28 - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
Page 6 - Where did you get your eyes so blue? Out of the sky as I came through. What makes the light in them sparkle and spin? Some of the starry spikes left in. Where did you get that little tear? I found it waiting when I got here.
Page 4 - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
Page 46 - Old Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To get her poor dog a bone: But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.