RING A RING O’ ROSES

Ring a ring o’ roses,
A pocketful of posies. 
Tisha!  Tisha! 
We all fall down.

THE CROOKED SIXPENCE

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence beside a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.

THIS IS THE WAY

This is the way the ladies ride,
    Tri, tre, tre, tree,
    Tri, tre, tre, tree! 
This is the way the ladies ride,
    Tri, tre, tre, tre, tri-tre-tre-tree!

This is the way the gentlemen ride,
    Gallop-a-trot,
    Gallop-a-trot! 
This is the way the gentlemen ride,
    Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot!

This is the way the farmers ride,
    Hobbledy-hoy,
    Hobbledy-hoy! 
This is the way the farmers ride,
    Hobbledy-hobbledy-hoy!

DUCKS AND DRAKES

  A duck and a drake,
  And a halfpenny cake,
With a penny to pay the old baker. 
  A hop and a scotch
  Is another notch,
Slitherum, slatherum, take her.

THE DONKEY

Donkey, donkey, old and gray,
Ope your mouth and gently bray;
Lift your ears and blow your horn,
To wake the world this sleepy morn.

IF

If all the world were apple pie,
  And all the sea were ink,
And all the trees were bread and cheese,
  What should we have for drink?

THE BELLS

“You owe me five shillings,”
Say the bells of St. Helen’s. 
“When will you pay me?”
Say the bells of Old Bailey. 
“When I grow rich,”
Say the bells of Shoreditch. 
“When will that be?”
Say the bells of Stepney. 
“I do not know,”
Says the great Bell of Bow. 
“Two sticks in an apple,”
Ring the bells of Whitechapel. 
“Halfpence and farthings,”
Say the bells of St. Martin’s. 
“Kettles and pans,”
Say the bells of St. Ann’s. 
“Brickbats and tiles,”
Say the bells of St. Giles. 
“Old shoes and slippers,”
Say the bells of St. Peter’s. 
“Pokers and tongs,”
Say the bells of St. John’s.

LITTLE GIRL AND QUEEN

“Little girl, little girl, where have you been?”
“Gathering roses to give to the Queen.” 
“Little girl, little girl, what gave she you?”
“She gave me a diamond as big as my shoe.”

THE KING OF FRANCE

The King of France went up the hill,
    With twenty thousand men;
The King of France came down the hill,
    And ne’er went up again.