POEMS
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WHAT CAN I DO | BAA, BAA BLACK SHEEP | HICKORY,
DICKORY, DOCK
| HOT
CROSS BUNS | LADYBUG!
LADYBUG! |
| LITTLE JACK HORNER | PUSSY CAT | THIRTY DAYS HATH SEPTEMBER | HERE WE GO' ROUND THE MULBERRY BUSH |
| LITTLE JACK HORNER | PUSSY CAT | THIRTY DAYS HATH SEPTEMBER | HERE WE GO' ROUND THE MULBERRY BUSH |
ON
HOLIDAYS| ONE,
TWO, BUCKLE MY SHOE| TEN
LITTLE FINGERS |
TEDDY BEAR, TEDDY BEAR |
SOLOMON GRUNDY |
RAIN | NEW SHOES |TEEVEE | LAND OF MY BIRTH | LIFE | WHAT DOES LITTLE BIRDIE SAY? | O, MOTHER |NUMBER RHYME | SHOES |FLOWERS | CHEERFULNESS | THE WORKS OF GOD | HUMPTY DUMPTY | THE DAFFODILS | JACK AND JILL |
THE WINTER'S PLAINT | MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB | A NAUGHTY BOY | LONDON BRIDGE IS FALLING DOWN | JINGLE BELLS |OLD MACDONALD HAD A FARM |THE SANDS OF DEE. |LEISURE |DING, DONG, BELL |LET US BE MAN |
RING A-ROUND THE ROSES |TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR |
RAIN | NEW SHOES |TEEVEE | LAND OF MY BIRTH | LIFE | WHAT DOES LITTLE BIRDIE SAY? | O, MOTHER |NUMBER RHYME | SHOES |FLOWERS | CHEERFULNESS | THE WORKS OF GOD | HUMPTY DUMPTY | THE DAFFODILS | JACK AND JILL |
THE WINTER'S PLAINT | MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB | A NAUGHTY BOY | LONDON BRIDGE IS FALLING DOWN | JINGLE BELLS |OLD MACDONALD HAD A FARM |THE SANDS OF DEE. |LEISURE |DING, DONG, BELL |LET US BE MAN |
RING A-ROUND THE ROSES |TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR |
Two
little hands to clap, clap
Two little legs go tap, tap
Two little eyes are open wid
One little head goes side to side
Two little legs go tap, tap
Two little eyes are open wid
One little head goes side to side
Baa,
baa black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes Sir, Yes Sir,
Three bags ful
One for my master.One for my dame.
But none for the little boy,
Who cries in the lane?
Have you any wool?
Yes Sir, Yes Sir,
Three bags ful
One for my master.One for my dame.
But none for the little boy,
Who cries in the lane?
Hickory, dickory, dock,
The mouse ran up the clock;
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down.
Hickory, dickory, docks!
Hot
cross buns! Hot cross buns
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot cross buns!
If you have no daughters,
Give them to your sons,
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot cross buns!
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot cross buns!
If you have no daughters,
Give them to your sons,
One a penny, two a penny,
Hot cross buns!
Fly away
home.
Your house is on fire
And your children all had gone.
All except
one,
And that's little Ann,
For she has crept under
The frying pan.
Little
jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
Eating his Christmas pie;
He put in his
thumb,
And he pulled out a plum,
And said,
"What a good boy am
I?"
Here
we go'round the mulberry bush…(3)
Here we go'round the mulberry bush
So early in the morning.
This is the way we wash our clothes,…(3)
This is the way we wash our clothes,
So early Monday morning.
This is the way we iron our clothes,…(3)
This is the way we iron our clothes,
So early Tuesday morning.
This is the way we sweep the floor,…(3)
This is the way we sweep the floor,
So early Wednesday morning.
This is the way we mend our clothes..(3)
This is the way we mend our clothes
So early Thursday morning.
This is the way we clean the house,…(3)
This is the way we clean the house,
So early Friday morning
.This is the way we bake our bread,…(3)
This is the way we bake our bread,
So early Saturday morning.
This is the way we get dressed up,…(3)
This is the way we get dressed up,
So early Sunday morning.
Here we go'round the mulberry bush
So early in the morning.
This is the way we wash our clothes,…(3)
This is the way we wash our clothes,
So early Monday morning.
This is the way we iron our clothes,…(3)
This is the way we iron our clothes,
So early Tuesday morning.
This is the way we sweep the floor,…(3)
This is the way we sweep the floor,
So early Wednesday morning.
This is the way we mend our clothes..(3)
This is the way we mend our clothes
So early Thursday morning.
This is the way we clean the house,…(3)
This is the way we clean the house,
So early Friday morning
.This is the way we bake our bread,…(3)
This is the way we bake our bread,
So early Saturday morning.
This is the way we get dressed up,…(3)
This is the way we get dressed up,
So early Sunday morning.
"Pussy-cat,
Pussy-cat,
Where nave you been"
I 've been to London
To see the
Queen.
"What did you do there?"
"I frightened a little
mouse
Under her chair."
Thirty
days hath September,
April, June, and November;
All the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting February alone,
And it has twenty-eight days time,
But in leap years,
February has twenty-nine.
April, June, and November;
All the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting February alone,
And it has twenty-eight days time,
But in leap years,
February has twenty-nine.
Our
books and pens are put away,
Our lessons all are done,
We packed our cases yesterday,
And labeled every one.
For we are going on holiday,
Hurrah! For sea and fun.
Our lessons all are done,
We packed our cases yesterday,
And labeled every one.
For we are going on holiday,
Hurrah! For sea and fun.
One,
Two, buckle my shoe;
Three, Four, shut the door;
Five, Six, pick up sticks;
Seven, Eight, lay them straight;
Nine, Ten, a big, fat hen;
Eleven, Twelve, dig and delve;
Thirteen, Fourteen, Maids a courting;
Fifteen, Sixteen, Maids in the kitchen;
Seventeen, Eighteen, Maids awaiting;
Nineteen, Twenty, My plate’s empty.
Three, Four, shut the door;
Five, Six, pick up sticks;
Seven, Eight, lay them straight;
Nine, Ten, a big, fat hen;
Eleven, Twelve, dig and delve;
Thirteen, Fourteen, Maids a courting;
Fifteen, Sixteen, Maids in the kitchen;
Seventeen, Eighteen, Maids awaiting;
Nineteen, Twenty, My plate’s empty.
Ten
little fingers, ten little toes,
Two little ears and one little nose;
Two little eyes that shine so bright
And one little mouth to kiss mother Good-night.
Teddy
bear, Teddy bear,
Turn around.
Teddy bear, Teddy bear,
Touch the ground.
Teddy bear, Teddy bear,
Polish your shoes.
Teddy bear, Teddy bear,
Off to school.
Turn around.
Teddy bear, Teddy bear,
Touch the ground.
Teddy bear, Teddy bear,
Polish your shoes.
Teddy bear, Teddy bear,
Off to school.
Solomon
Grundy,
Born on Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
This is the end,
Of Solomon Grundy.
Born on Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
This is the end,
Of Solomon Grundy.
Rain,
rain, go away,
Come again another day;
Little Johnny wants to play.Rain,
Rain, go to spain,
Don't show your face again.
Come again another day;
Little Johnny wants to play.Rain,
Rain, go to spain,
Don't show your face again.
When
I am walking down the street,
I do so like to watch my feet.
Perhaps you do not know the news,
Mother has bought me fine new shoe
When the left one steps,
I do not speak,
I listen to its happy squeak.
I do so like to watch my feet.
Perhaps you do not know the news,
Mother has bought me fine new shoe
When the left one steps,
I do not speak,
I listen to its happy squeak.
In the
house
Of Mr. And Mrs. Spouse
He and she
Would watch teevee
And never a word
Between them spoken
Until the day
The set was broken
Then 'How do you do?
Said he to she'
I don't believe
That we've met get
Spouse is my name
What's yours?" he asked'
Why, mine's the same!'
Said she to he,
'Do you suppose we could be-?
'But the set came suddenly right about,
And so they never did find out.
Of Mr. And Mrs. Spouse
He and she
Would watch teevee
And never a word
Between them spoken
Until the day
The set was broken
Then 'How do you do?
Said he to she'
I don't believe
That we've met get
Spouse is my name
What's yours?" he asked'
Why, mine's the same!'
Said she to he,
'Do you suppose we could be-?
'But the set came suddenly right about,
And so they never did find out.
Land
of my birth
I cry to thee
For strength and courage,
The right to see.
Land of my life
Land of my pride
I sing to thee,
Of a glorious past
You've given to me.
Land of my birth,
My love shall be,
Though my
Countrymen,
Dedicated to thee.
I pray to thee,
For dream and duties
Of a country free.
Life
is like an Ice-Cream
Enjoy it before it melts
It has gives and takes
And lot of hard shakes
Joy and sorrow
And troubles which no one,
Would like to Borrow
It also has ups and downs
But no one ever drowns
It also has agreement and disagreement
But does not need a rent
So use life before it's bent
And does not get a dent
But is full of commitment.
Enjoy it before it melts
It has gives and takes
And lot of hard shakes
Joy and sorrow
And troubles which no one,
Would like to Borrow
It also has ups and downs
But no one ever drowns
It also has agreement and disagreement
But does not need a rent
So use life before it's bent
And does not get a dent
But is full of commitment.
What
does little birdie say
In her nest at peep of day?
"Let me fly!" say little birdie,
"Mother let me fly away."
"Birdie, rest a little longer,
Till the little wings are stronger"
So she rests a little longer,
Then she flies away.
What does little baby say
In her bed at peep of day?
Baby says, like little birdie,
"Let me rise and fly away"
"Baby, sleep a little longer,
Till the limbs are stronger.
"If she sleep a little longer,
Baby, too, shall fly away.
In her nest at peep of day?
"Let me fly!" say little birdie,
"Mother let me fly away."
"Birdie, rest a little longer,
Till the little wings are stronger"
So she rests a little longer,
Then she flies away.
What does little baby say
In her bed at peep of day?
Baby says, like little birdie,
"Let me rise and fly away"
"Baby, sleep a little longer,
Till the limbs are stronger.
"If she sleep a little longer,
Baby, too, shall fly away.
O Mother,
O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
So loving and kind, so helpful and caring.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
A gift to every child on earth, To give everyone joy.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
You are the one who makes me smile You are the one who is my helper.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
You are the one who is my inspirationYou are the one who is my guide.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
You are the one who removes my sadness, You are the one who bring joy in my heart.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
You are the most wonderful gift in this world.
So loving and kind, so helpful and caring.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
A gift to every child on earth, To give everyone joy.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
You are the one who makes me smile You are the one who is my helper.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
You are the one who is my inspirationYou are the one who is my guide.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
You are the one who removes my sadness, You are the one who bring joy in my heart.
O Mother, O Mother-how cold I thank god for you?
You are the most wonderful gift in this world.
One,
two, three, four, five,
Once I caught a fish alive.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
But I let it go again.
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
The little finger on the right.
Goosey, Goosey, Gander
Goosey, Goosey, Gander,
Where shall I wander?
Upstairs and downstairs,
And in my lady's chamber.
Tree I met an old man,
Who would not say his prayers
I took him by the left leg
And threw him down the stairs.
Once I caught a fish alive.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
But I let it go again.
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
The little finger on the right.
Goosey, Goosey, Gander
Goosey, Goosey, Gander,
Where shall I wander?
Upstairs and downstairs,
And in my lady's chamber.
Tree I met an old man,
Who would not say his prayers
I took him by the left leg
And threw him down the stairs.
My father
has a pair of shoes
So beautiful it sees!
I want it wear my father's shoes
hey are too big for me.
My baby brother has a pair
As cunning as can be!
My feet won't go into that pair
They are too small for me.
There's only one thing I can do
Till I get small or grown
If I want to have a fitting shoe
I'll have to wear my own.
So beautiful it sees!
I want it wear my father's shoes
hey are too big for me.
My baby brother has a pair
As cunning as can be!
My feet won't go into that pair
They are too small for me.
There's only one thing I can do
Till I get small or grown
If I want to have a fitting shoe
I'll have to wear my own.
Flowers
are those,
Which refresh a man's heart.
Flowers are those,
Which bring colour to a man's life.
Flowers are those,
Which can change the attitude of a person?
Flowers are those,
Which keep the atmosphere gay.
Flowers are those,
Which make a person energetic and fresh.
Flowers are those,
Which attract the Honey-bees.
Flowers are those,
Which make an ill People feel better.
Flowers are those,
Which can change the environment and,
Feel it with its fragrance.
So flowers play a very important role in our life.
Which refresh a man's heart.
Flowers are those,
Which bring colour to a man's life.
Flowers are those,
Which can change the attitude of a person?
Flowers are those,
Which keep the atmosphere gay.
Flowers are those,
Which make a person energetic and fresh.
Flowers are those,
Which attract the Honey-bees.
Flowers are those,
Which make an ill People feel better.
Flowers are those,
Which can change the environment and,
Feel it with its fragrance.
So flowers play a very important role in our life.
There
is a little maiden-
Who is she? Do you know?
Who always has a welcome.
Whenever she may go,
Her face is like the May-time
Her voice is like a bird's
The sweetest of all music,
Is in her joyful words.
Each spot she makes the brighter
As if she were the sun,
And she is sought and cherished,
And loved by everyone
By old folks and by children.
By lofty and by low.
Who is this little maiden?
Does anybody know?
You surely must have met her,
You certainly can guess,
What! Must I introduce her?
Her name is CHEERFULNESS.
Who is she? Do you know?
Who always has a welcome.
Whenever she may go,
Her face is like the May-time
Her voice is like a bird's
The sweetest of all music,
Is in her joyful words.
Each spot she makes the brighter
As if she were the sun,
And she is sought and cherished,
And loved by everyone
By old folks and by children.
By lofty and by low.
Who is this little maiden?
Does anybody know?
You surely must have met her,
You certainly can guess,
What! Must I introduce her?
Her name is CHEERFULNESS.
All
things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All things wise and wonderful
The good god made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours
He made their tiny wings.
The purple-headed mountain
The river running by
The morning and the sunset
That brightens up the sky.
The tall trees in the greenwood
The pleasant summer sun
The ripe fruits in the garden
He made them every one.
He gave us eyes to see them
Might lips that we might tell
How great is god almighty
Who has made all things well?
All creatures great and small
All things wise and wonderful
The good god made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours
He made their tiny wings.
The purple-headed mountain
The river running by
The morning and the sunset
That brightens up the sky.
The tall trees in the greenwood
The pleasant summer sun
The ripe fruits in the garden
He made them every one.
He gave us eyes to see them
Might lips that we might tell
How great is god almighty
Who has made all things well?
Humpty
Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses,
And all the king's men,
Cannot put Humpty Dumpty together again.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses,
And all the king's men,
Cannot put Humpty Dumpty together again.
I
wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er Vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden Daffodils;
Besides the lake,beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-
That floats on high o'er Vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden Daffodils;
Besides the lake,beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-
Went
up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water,
Jack fell down, and broke his crown,
And Jill came Tumbling after.
To fetch a pail of water,
Jack fell down, and broke his crown,
And Jill came Tumbling after.
Going
by my passport
They call me Indian abroad
But in my own land,
I don't know who I am.
In South Africa, I am colored.
In the U.S.A. I'm minus red.
To the English, I am a wog.
I still don't know, Who I am.
Beyond the Vindhyas, I'm a Southie
Or more often a Madrasi.
In Madras, I am a Malyalee
Does anyone know, Who I am
To the Muslims, I am Hindu
To the Hindus, I'm a Brahmin
Or some other caste name
Do tell me, Who I am
Or worse by religion and caste
Sometimes even by my race
Who can say who I am?
I wish they'd call me Indian
And be done with it
Not bother with anything else
So that for good I know,
Who I am.
They call me Indian abroad
But in my own land,
I don't know who I am.
In South Africa, I am colored.
In the U.S.A. I'm minus red.
To the English, I am a wog.
I still don't know, Who I am.
Beyond the Vindhyas, I'm a Southie
Or more often a Madrasi.
In Madras, I am a Malyalee
Does anyone know, Who I am
To the Muslims, I am Hindu
To the Hindus, I'm a Brahmin
Or some other caste name
Do tell me, Who I am
Or worse by religion and caste
Sometimes even by my race
Who can say who I am?
I wish they'd call me Indian
And be done with it
Not bother with anything else
So that for good I know,
Who I am.
Mary
had a little lamb,
Little lamb, little lamb.
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow.
Everywhere that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went,
Everywhere that Mary went,
The lamb was sure to go.
Little lamb, little lamb.
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow.
Everywhere that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went,
Everywhere that Mary went,
The lamb was sure to go.
There
was a naughty boy,
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see-
There he found,
That the ground was as hard,
That a yard was as long,
That a song was as merry,
That a cherry was as red,
That lead was as weighty,
That four score was as eighty,
That a door was as wooden as in England-
So he stood in his shoes, and he wondered,
He stood in his shoes and he wondered.
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see-
There he found,
That the ground was as hard,
That a yard was as long,
That a song was as merry,
That a cherry was as red,
That lead was as weighty,
That four score was as eighty,
That a door was as wooden as in England-
So he stood in his shoes, and he wondered,
He stood in his shoes and he wondered.
Falling
down, falling down,
London Bridge is falling down,
My fair lady.
Take a key and lock her up,
Lock her up, lock her up,
Take a key and lock
her up, My fair lady.
How will we build it up,
Build it up, build it
up?
How will we build it up, My fair lady.
Build it up with silver and
gold,
Silver and gold,silver and gold,
Build it up with silver and gold,
My fair lady.
Gold and silver I have none,
I have none, I have none,
Gold and silver I have none, My fair lady.
Build it up with needles And pins,
Needles and pins, Needles and pins,
Build it up with needles and pins,
My fair lady.
Pins and needles bend and break,
Bend and break, bend and
break,
Pins and needles bend and break, My fair lady.
Build it up with
wood and clay,
Wood and clay, wood and clay,
Build it up with wood and
clay, My fair lady.
Wood and clay will wash away,
Wash away, wash away,
Wood and clay will wash away, My fair lady.
Build it up with stone so strong,
Stone so strong, stone so strong,
Build it up with stone so strong, My fair
lady.
Stone so strong will last so long,
Last so long, last so long,
Stone so strong will last so long, My fair lady.
Dashing
through the snow, In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring, Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing, A sleighing song tonight.
Cho: Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride, In a one-horse open sleigh,
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride, In a one-horse open sleigh.
A day or two ago, I thought I'd take a ride
And soon miss fanny bright, Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean & lank, Misfortune seemed his lot,
We ran into a drifted bank, And there we got upshot.
A day or two ago, The story I must tell
I went out on the snow, And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by, In a one-horse open sleigh.
He laughed at me as I there sprawling laid, But quickly drove away,
Now the ground is white,Go it while you're young,
Take the girls alongAnd sing this sleighing song
Just bet a bob-tailed bay,Two-forty as his speed,
Hitch him to an open sleigh And crack! You'll take the lead.
Through the fields we go Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring, Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing, A sleighing song tonight.
Cho: Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride, In a one-horse open sleigh,
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride, In a one-horse open sleigh.
A day or two ago, I thought I'd take a ride
And soon miss fanny bright, Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean & lank, Misfortune seemed his lot,
We ran into a drifted bank, And there we got upshot.
A day or two ago, The story I must tell
I went out on the snow, And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by, In a one-horse open sleigh.
He laughed at me as I there sprawling laid, But quickly drove away,
Now the ground is white,Go it while you're young,
Take the girls alongAnd sing this sleighing song
Just bet a bob-tailed bay,Two-forty as his speed,
Hitch him to an open sleigh And crack! You'll take the lead.
Old
MacDonald had a farm,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
And on his farm he had a duck,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a quack-quack here, And a quack-quack there,
Here a quack, there a quack,
Everywhere a quack-quack, Old MacDonald………..(2)
And on his farm he had a pig,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With an oink-oink here, And an oink-oink there,
Here an oink, there an oink,
Everywhere an oink-oink, Old MacDonald………(2)
And on his farm he had a cow,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a moo-moo here, And a moo-moo there,
Here a moo, there a moo,
Everywhere a moo-moo, Old MacDonald………(2)
And on his farm he had a chick,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a cluck-cluck here, And a cluck-cluck there,
Here a cluck, there a cluck,
Everywhere a cluck-cluck, Old MacDonald ………(2)
And on his farm he had a horse,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a neigh-neigh here, And a neigh-neigh there,
Here a neigh, there a neigh,
Everywhere a neigh-neigh, Old MacDonald ………(2)
& On his farm he had a sheep,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
And a baa-baa there,
Here a baa, there a baa,
Everywhere a baa-baa, Old MacDonald ………(2)
& On his farm he had a dog,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a woof-woof here, And a woof-woof there,
Here a woof, there a woof
Everywhere a woof-woof, Old MacDonald ………(2)
And on his farm he had a cat
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a meow-meow here, And a meow-meow there,
Here a meow, there a meow,
Everywhere a meow-meow,
Old MacDonald had a farm, Ee-i-ee-i-o.
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
And on his farm he had a duck,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a quack-quack here, And a quack-quack there,
Here a quack, there a quack,
Everywhere a quack-quack, Old MacDonald………..(2)
And on his farm he had a pig,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With an oink-oink here, And an oink-oink there,
Here an oink, there an oink,
Everywhere an oink-oink, Old MacDonald………(2)
And on his farm he had a cow,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a moo-moo here, And a moo-moo there,
Here a moo, there a moo,
Everywhere a moo-moo, Old MacDonald………(2)
And on his farm he had a chick,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a cluck-cluck here, And a cluck-cluck there,
Here a cluck, there a cluck,
Everywhere a cluck-cluck, Old MacDonald ………(2)
And on his farm he had a horse,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a neigh-neigh here, And a neigh-neigh there,
Here a neigh, there a neigh,
Everywhere a neigh-neigh, Old MacDonald ………(2)
& On his farm he had a sheep,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
And a baa-baa there,
Here a baa, there a baa,
Everywhere a baa-baa, Old MacDonald ………(2)
& On his farm he had a dog,
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a woof-woof here, And a woof-woof there,
Here a woof, there a woof
Everywhere a woof-woof, Old MacDonald ………(2)
And on his farm he had a cat
Ee-i-ee-i-o,
With a meow-meow here, And a meow-meow there,
Here a meow, there a meow,
Everywhere a meow-meow,
Old MacDonald had a farm, Ee-i-ee-i-o.
"O
Mary, go and call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home
Across the sands of Dee;
"The western wind was wild and dank with foam,
And all alone went she.
The western tide crept up along the sand,
And o'er and o'er the sand,
And round and round The sand,
As far as eyes could see.
The rolling mist came down and hid the land,
And never home came she.
"Oh! is it weed, or fish, or floating hair-
A tress of golden hair,A drowned maiden's hair
Above the nets at sea? Was never salmon yet that
Shone so fair Among the stakes on Dee.
"They rowed her in across, The rolling foam,
The cruel crawling foam,The cruel hungry foam;
To her grave beside the sea:
But still the boatmen hear her
Call the cattle home, Across the sands of Dee.
And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home
Across the sands of Dee;
"The western wind was wild and dank with foam,
And all alone went she.
The western tide crept up along the sand,
And o'er and o'er the sand,
And round and round The sand,
As far as eyes could see.
The rolling mist came down and hid the land,
And never home came she.
"Oh! is it weed, or fish, or floating hair-
A tress of golden hair,A drowned maiden's hair
Above the nets at sea? Was never salmon yet that
Shone so fair Among the stakes on Dee.
"They rowed her in across, The rolling foam,
The cruel crawling foam,The cruel hungry foam;
To her grave beside the sea:
But still the boatmen hear her
Call the cattle home, Across the sands of Dee.
What
is this life if, Full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows?
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass?
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night?
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, How they can dance?
No time to wait till her mouth can,
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, Full of care,
we have no time to stand and stare.
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows?
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass?
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night?
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, How they can dance?
No time to wait till her mouth can,
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, Full of care,
we have no time to stand and stare.
Pussy's
in the well!
Who put her in? Little Tommy thin.
Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Stout.
What a naughty boy was,
To drown poor pussycat!
Who put her in? Little Tommy thin.
Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Stout.
What a naughty boy was,
To drown poor pussycat!
For
God's sake, let us be men.
Not monkeys minding machines
Or sitting with our tails curled
While the machine amuses us
The radio, film, gramophone
Monkeys with a bland grin on our faces.
Not monkeys minding machines
Or sitting with our tails curled
While the machine amuses us
The radio, film, gramophone
Monkeys with a bland grin on our faces.
A
pocket full of posies,
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all fall down!
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all fall down!
Twinkle,
twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
