Then the traveller in the dark Thanks you for your tiny spark: How could he see where to go, If you did not twinkle so?
In the dark blue sky you keep, Often through my curtains peep, For you never shut your eye, Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveller in the dark, Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Charley, Charley, stole the barley Out of the baker"s shop; The baker came out, and gave him a clout, And made poor Charley hop.
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A, B, C, tumble down D, The cat"s in the cupboard and can"t see me.
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Elizabeth, Elspeth, Betsy, and Bess, They all went together to seek a bird"s nest, They found a bird"s nest with five eggs in; They all took one, and left four in.
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Up hill and down dale, b.u.t.ter is made in every vale; And if Nancy Cook Is a good girl, She shall have a spouse, And make b.u.t.ter anon, Before her old grandmother Grows a young man.
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To market, to market, a gallop, a trot, To buy some meat to put in the pot; Threepence a quarter, fourpence a side, If it hadn"t been killed it must have died.
Apple-pie, pudding, and pancake, All begins with A.
My little old man and I fell out; I"ll tell you what "twas all about,-- I had money and he had none, And that"s the way the noise begun.
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GEORGIE PORGIE.
Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, Kiss"d the girls and made them cry.
When the girls came out to play, Georgie Porgie ran away.]
I love little p.u.s.s.y, her coat is so warm, And if I don"t hurt her, she"ll do me no harm.
I"ll sit by the fire, and give her some food, And p.u.s.s.y will love me, because I am good.
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Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief, Taffy came to my house, And stole a leg of beef.
I went to Taffy"s house, Taffy was not at home; Taffy came to my house And stole a marrow-bone.
I went to Taffy"s house, Taffy was in bed; I took the marrow-bone, And broke Taffy"s head.
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A farmer went trotting upon his grey mare, b.u.mpety, b.u.mpety, b.u.mp!
With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair, Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
A raven cried croak! and they all tumbled down, b.u.mpety, b.u.mpety, b.u.mp!
The mare broke her knees, and the farmer his crown, Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
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The mischievous raven flew laughing away, b.u.mpety, b.u.mpety, b.u.mp!
And vowed he would serve them the same the next day, Lumpety, lumpety, lump!