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If all the world were apple pie

If all the world were apple pie.
And all the sea were ink.
And all the trees were bread and cheese
What should we have to drink


Little fishes in a brook

Little fishes in a brook,
Father caught them on a hook,
Mother fried them in a pan,
Johnnie eats them like a man.


Where has my little dog gone

Oh where, Oh where has my little dog gone
Oh where, Oh where can he be ?
With his ears cut short and his tail cut long,
Oh where, Oh where is he ?


Pussycat Mole

Pussy - cat Mole
Jumped over a coal,
And in her best petticoat
Burnt a great hole,
Poor pussy's weeping,
She'll have no more milk,
Until her best petticoat's
Mended with silk.


Little Lad

Little lad, little lad
Where wast thou born ?
Far off in Lancshire,
Under a thorn;
Where they sup sour milk
From a ran's horn


Tommy Snooks

As Tommy Snooks and Bessie Brooks
Were walking out on Sunday;
Says Tommy Snooks to Bessie Brooks,
"Tomorrow will be Monday."

If wishes were horses

If wishes were horses,
Beggars would ride:
If turnips were watches,
I'd wear one by my side.


Mary had a little bird

Mary had a little bird,
Feathers bright and yellow,
Slender legs, upon my word
He was a pretty fellow.

The sweetest note he always sung,
Which much delighted Mary,
She often, where the cage was hung,
Sat hearing her canary.


Peter Piper

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers;
A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked.

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
Where's the peck of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked.


Rain rain go away

Rain rain go away
Come again another day
Little johny wants to play.


Pippin Hill

As I was going to Pippin Hill,
Pippin Hill was dirty;
There I met a pretty lass,
And she dropped me a curtsey.


Tom, Tom

Tom, Tom, the piper's son
He learnt to play when he was young,
He, with his pipe, made such a noise,
That he pleased all the girls and boys.

     

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