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January

A Time to KeepA Time to Keep

January brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glow.

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January 10, 2016 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

Monday’s Child

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Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go.
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living,
But the child born on the Sabbath Day,
Is fair and wise and good in every way.

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November 24, 2014 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

The Two Gray Kits

The two gray kits,
And the gray kits’ mother,
All went over
The bridge together.

The bridge broke down,
They all fell in;
“May the rats go with you,”
Says Tom Bolin.

October 1, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

A Dog and a Cat

A dog and a cat went out together,
To see some friends just out of town;
Said the cat to the dog,
“What d’ye think of the weather?”
“I think, Ma’am, the rain will come down.”

“But don’t be alarmed,
For I’ve an umbrella
That will shelter us both,”
Said this amiable fellow.

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April 29, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

The House That Jack Built

This is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat,
That kill’d the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog,
That worried the cat,
That kill’d the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
That toss’d the dog,
That worried the cat,
That kill’d the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn,
That milk’d the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That kill’d the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tatter’d and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milk’d the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That kill’d the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tatter’d and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That kill’d the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crow’d in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tatter’d and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milk’d the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That kill’d the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sowing his corn,
That kept the cock that crow’d in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tatter’d and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milk’d the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

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April 18, 2013 at 5:25 am Leave a comment

Girls and boys

Girls and boys,
Come out to play,
The moon does shine
As bright as day.
Come with a hoop,
Come with a call,
Come with a good will,
Or not at all.
Girls and boys
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January 26, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

BAT, BAT

Bat, bat,
Come under my hat,
And I’ll give you a slice of bacon;
And when I bake
I’ll give you a cake
If I am not mistaken.

The Real Mother Goose

September 29, 2010 at 8:19 pm Leave a comment

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