The Real Mother Goose eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 67 pages of information about The Real Mother Goose.

The Real Mother Goose eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 67 pages of information about The Real Mother Goose.

The drake was a-swimming with his curly tail;
  The little man made it his mark, mark, mark. 
He let off his gun, but he fired too soon,
  And the drake flew away with a quack, quack, quack.

DOCTOR FOSTER

Doctor Foster went to Glo’ster,
  In a shower of rain;
He stepped in a puddle, up to his middle,
  And never went there again.

DIDDLE DIDDLE DUMPLING

Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John
Went to bed with his breeches on,
One stocking off, and one stocking on;
Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John.

JERRY HALL

Jerry Hall, he was so small,
A rat could eat him, hat and all.

LENGTHENING DAYS

As the days grow longer
The storms grow stronger.

THE BLACK HEN

Hickety, pickety, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen;
Gentlemen come every day
To see what my black hen doth lay.

THE MIST

A hill full, a hole full,
Yet you cannot catch a bowl full.

A CANDLE

Little Nanny Etticoat
In a white petticoat,
And a red nose;
The longer she stands
The shorter she grows.

MISS MUFFET

    Little Miss Muffet
    Sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey;
    There came a big spider,
    And sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.

CURLY-LOCKS

Curly-locks, Curly-locks, wilt thou be mine? 
Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine;
But sit on a cushion, and sew a fine seam
And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream.

HUMPTY DUMPTY

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.

ONE, TWO, THREE

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 one upon the right.

THE DOVE AND THE WREN

The dove says coo, coo, what shall I do? 
I can scarce maintain two. 
Pooh, pooh! says the wren, I’ve got ten,
And keep them all like gentlemen.

MASTER I HAVE

Master I have, and I am his man,
    Gallop a dreary dun;
Master I have, and I am his man,
    And I’ll get a wife as fast as I can;
With a heighty gaily gamberally,
    Higgledy piggledy, niggledy, niggledy,
    Gallop a dreary dun.

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