Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn;

The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn. "Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?" "He's under the haystack, fast asleep."

Jack Sprat could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean;
And so betwixt them both, you see,
They licked the platter clean.

Come, let's to bed, says Sleepy-head;

Tarry a while, says Slow;

Put on the pan, says Greedy Nan,
Let's sup before we go.

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe;
She had so many children she didn't know what to

She

do;

gave

them some broth without any bread; She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.

There was an old woman, and what do you think?
She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink;
Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet,
Yet this grumbling old woman could never keep

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.