Volume I Part 9 (2/2)

Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four-and-twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie;

When the pie was opened The birds began to sing; Wasn't that a dainty dish To set before the King?

The King was in his counting-house, Counting out his money; The Queen was in the parlor, Eating bread and honey;

The maid was in the garden Hanging out the clothes; When down came a blackbird, And nipped off her nose.

SIMPLE SIMON

Simple Simon met a pieman Going to the fair; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, ”Let me taste your ware.”

Says the pieman to Simple Simon, ”Show me first your penny”; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, ”Indeed I have not any.”

Simple Simon went a-fis.h.i.+ng For to catch a whale; All the water he had got Was in his mother's pail.

Simple Simon went to look If plums grew on a thistle; He p.r.i.c.ked his fingers very much, Which made poor Simon whistle.

A PLEASANT s.h.i.+P

I saw a s.h.i.+p a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea, And oh! it was all laden With pretty things for thee!

There were comfits in the cabin, And apples in the hold; The sails were made of silk, And the masts were made of gold.

The four-and-twenty sailors That stood between the decks Were four-and-twenty white mice, With chains about their necks.

The captain was a duck, With a packet on his back, And when the s.h.i.+p began to move, The captain said ”Quack! Quack!”

”I HAD A LITTLE HUSBAND”

I had a little husband No bigger than my thumb; I put him in a pint pot, And there I bade him drum.

I bought a little horse, That galloped up and down; I bridled him and saddled him, And sent him out of town.

I gave him some garters, To garter up his hose, And a little handkerchief, To wipe his pretty nose.

”WHEN I WAS A BACHELOR”

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