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GREAT A, little a,

Bouncing B!

The cat's in the cupboard,

And can't see me.

    IF ifs and ands,

 Were pots and pans,

There would be no need for tinkers!

TELL tale, tit!

Your tongue shall be slit,

And all the dogs in the town

Shall have a little bit.

BIRCH and green holly, boys,

Birch and green holly.

If you get beaten, boys,

'Twill be your own folly.

COME when you're called,

Do what you're bid,

Shut the door after you,

Never be chid.

WAS an Archer, and shot at a frog,

B was a Butcher, and had a great dog.

C was a Captain, all covered with lace,

D was a Drunkard, and had a red face.

E was an Esquire, with pride on his brow,

F was a Farmer, and followed the plough.

G was a Gamester, who had but ill luck,

H was a Hunter, and hunted a buck.

I was an Innkeeper, who loved to bouse,

J was a Joiner, and built up a house.

K was King William, once governed this land,

L was a Lady, who had a white hand.

M was a Miser, and hoarded up gold,

N was a Nobleman, gallant and bold.

O was an Oyster Wench, and went about town,

P was a Parson, and wore a black gown.

Q was a Queen, who was fond of good flip,

R was a Robber, and wanted a whip.

S was a Sailor, and spent all he got,

T was a Tinker, and mended a pot.

U was an Usurer, a miserable elf,

V was a Vintner, who drank all himself.

W was a Watchman, and guarded the door,

X was expensive, and so became poor.

Y was a Youth, that did not love school,

Z was a Zany, a poor harmless fool.

A WAS an apple-pie;

B bit it;

C cut it;

D dealt it;

E ate it;

F fought for it;

G got it;

H had it;

J joined it;

K kept it;

L longed for it;

M mourned for it;

N nodded at it;

O opened it;

P peeped in it;

Q quartered it;

R ran for it;

S stole it;

T took it;

V viewed it,

W wanted it;

X, Y, Z, and amperse-and,

All wish'd for a piece in hand.

PAT-A-CAKE, pat-a-cake, baker's man!

(So I will, master), as fast as I can:

Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T,

Put in the oven for Tommy and me.

MULTIPLICATION is vexation,

Division is as bad;

The Rule of Three doth puzzle me,

And Practice drives me mad.

DOCTOR FAUSTUS was a good man,

He whipt his scholars now and then;

When he whipp'd them he made them dance,

Out of Scotland into France,

Out of France into Spain,

And then he whipp'd them back again!

A DILLER, a dollar,

A ten o'clock scholar,

What makes you come so soon?

You used to come at ten o'clock,

But now you come at noon.

WHEN V and I together meet,

They make the number Six compleat.

When I with V doth meet once more,

Then 'tis they Two can make but Four.

And when that V from I is gone,

Alas! poor I can make but One.

THIRTY days hath September,

April, June, and November;

February has twenty-eight alone,

All the rest have thirty-one,

Excepting leap-year, that's the time

When February's days are twenty-nine.

MISTRESS MARY, quite contrary,

How does your garden grow?

With cockle-shells, and silver bells,

And pretty maids all a row.

IN fir tar is,

In oak none is.

In mud eel is,

In clay none is.

Goat eat ivy,

Mare eat oats.

 CROSS patch,

Draw the latch,

Sit by the fire and spin;

Take a cup,

And drink it up,

Then call your neighbours in.

I LOVE my love with an A, because he's Agreeable.

I hate him because he's Avaricious.

He took me to the Sign of the Acorn,

And treated me with Apples.

His name's Andrew,

And he lives at Arlington.

ONE, two,

Buckle my shoe;

Three, four,

Shut the door;

Five, six,

Pick up sticks;

Seven, eight,

Lay them straight;

Nine, ten,

A good fat hen;

Eleven, twelve,

Who will delve?

Thirteen, fourteen,

Maids a-courting;

Fifteen, sixteen,

Maids a-kissing;

Seventeen, eighteen,

Maid a-waiting;

Nineteen, twenty,

My stomach's empty.