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PETER, POPPER
Peter, popper, dopper, Dan, Catch a moonbeam if you can; Climb a cedar ten feet high And pick the planets from the sky.
You"re a wonder, little man-- Peter, popper, dopper, Dan.
OLD FATHER ANNUM
Old Father Annum on New Year"s Day Picked up his bag of months and years, Thrust in his hand in a careless way, And pulled a wee fellow out by the ears.
"There you are," said he to the waiting crowd, "He"s as good as any I have in my pack.
I never can tell, but I hope to be proud Of the little rascal when I come back."
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THE TIPPANY FLOWER
O what will you take for a tippany flower, And what will you take for a pansy?
I"ll take a smile for the tippany flower, And a kiss for the pretty pansy.
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HERE COMES A CABBAGE
Here comes a cabbage with a bonnet on its head, A pretty purple bonnet with a bow of blue and red; And here comes a bottle with a collar "round its neck, A handsome linen collar, too, without a spot or speck; Next comes a meat-saw, his job is biting beef, And according to the cleaver he has gold in all his teeth; And last of all there comes along, amid the ringing cheers, A princely Indian corn-stalk with rings in both his ears.
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PLENTY
There are plenty feathers on a hen And p.r.i.c.kers on a rose, There is plenty roaring in a den Of lions, goodness knows;
There are plenty fishes in the lake And islands in the sea; There are plenty raisins in this cake For even you and me.
THE RUNAWAYS
A pipe and a spoon and a tenpenny nail Stole a tin dishpan and went for a sail.
But the cook he grew curious, Fussy, and furious; Gathered his trappings, and went on their trail.
He found them that night in a pitiful plight, And sent them all home on the ten o"clock mail.
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THE SALESMAN
Hi! Hi! Who will buy A wee little cloud for the pretty blue sky?
Some are purple, some are red, And all are soft as a feather bed.
Hi! Little children, won"t any one buy One little cloud for the pretty blue sky?
A RACE, A RACE TO MOSCOW
A race, a race to Moscow, Before the close of day!
A race, a race to Moscow, A long, long way!
First comes a b.u.t.terfly a-riding on a frog, Next comes a water rat a-floating on a log; A caterpillar on the fence, a hopper in the hay-- Who"ll get to Moscow before the close of day?
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A PRINCE FROM PEPPERVILLE
A prince came down from Pepperville In satin and in lace, He wore a bonnet on his head And whiskers on his face.
And when he came to Battleburg This is what befell: He gave the king and cabinet A half a peanut sh.e.l.l.