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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-fishing
  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 pricked his fingers very much,
  Which made poor Simon whistle.

PRETTY COW.

Thank you? pretty cow, that made
  Pleasant milk to soak my bread,
Every day and every night,
  Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white.

Do not chew the hemlock rank,
  Growing on the weedy bank;
But the yellow cowslips eat,
  That will make it very sweet. 
Where the purple violet grows,
  Where the bubbling water flows,
Where the grass is fresh and fine. 
  Pretty cow, go there and dine.

THE STAR.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star;
How I wonder what you are! 
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the glorious sun is set,
When the grass with dew is wet,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And 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.

MARY’S LAMB.

Mary had a little lamb,
  Its fleece was white as snow;
And everywhere that Mary went,
  The lamb was sure to go.

He followed her to school one day,—­
  That was against the rule;
It made the children laugh and play,
  To see a lamb at school.

So the teacher turned him out,
  But still he lingered near,
And waited patiently about,
  Till Mary did appear.

Then he ran to her, and laid
  His head upon her arm,
As if he said, “I’m not afraid,—­
  You’ll keep me from all harm.”

“What makes the lamb love Mary so?”
  The eager children cry. 
“Oh, Mary loves the lamb, you know,”
  The teacher did reply.

PROVERBS AND POPULAR SAYINGS.

A watched pot never boils. 
After dinner sit awhile; after supper walk a mile. 
All his fingers are thumbs. 
All is fish that comes to the net. 
All is not gold that glitters. 
All’s well that ends well. 
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. 
All your geese are swans. 
Always taking out of the meal tub, and never putting in, soon comes to the
  bottom. 
An inch on a man’s nose is much. 
An old bird is not caught with chaff. 
An old dog will learn no new tricks. 
As bare as the back of my hand.