Rhymes: One, Two, Three...

Rhymes: ONE, TWO, THREE...

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.

See a pin and pick it up, All the day you'll have good luck. See a pin and let it lay, Bad luck you'll have all the day.

SHALL WE GO A-SHEARING?

"Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?" "Speak a little louder, sir, I am very thick of hearing." "Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly?" "Thank you, kind sir, I hear you very clearly."

GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER

Goosey, goosey, gander, Whither dost thou wander? Upstairs and downstairs And in my lady's chamber.

There I met an old man Who wouldn't say his prayers; I took him by the left leg, And threw him down the stairs.

OLD MOTHER HUBBARD

Old Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard, To give her poor dog a bone; But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none.

She went to the baker's To buy him some bread; When she came back The dog was dead.

She went to the undertaker's To buy him a coffin; When she got back The dog was laughing.

She took a clean dish To get him some tripe; When she came back He was smoking a pipe.

She went to the alehouse To get him some beer; When she came back The dog sat in a chair.

She went to the tavern For white wine and red; When she came back The dog stood on his head.

She went to the hatter's To buy him a hat; When she came back He was feeding the cat.

She went to the barber's To buy him a wig; When she came back He was dancing a jig.

She went to the fruiterer's To buy him some fruit; When she came back He was playing the flute.

She went to the tailor's To buy him a coat; When she came back He was riding a goat.

She went to the cobbler's To buy him some shoes; When she came back He was reading the news.

She went to the sempster's To buy him some linen; When she came back The dog was a-spinning.

She went to the hosier's To buy him some hose; When she came back He was dressed in his clothes.

The dame made a curtsy, The dog made a bow; The dame said, "Your servant," The dog said, "Bow-wow."

THE COCK AND THE HEN

"Cock, cock, cock, cock, I've laid an egg, Am I to gang ba--are-foot?"

"Hen, hen, hen, hen, I've been up and down To every shop in town, And cannot find a shoe To fit your foot, If I'd crow my hea--art out."

BLUE BELL BOY

I had a little boy, And called him Blue Bell; Gave him a little work,-- He did it very well.

I bade him go upstairs To bring me a gold pin; In coal scuttle fell he, Up to his little chin.

He went to the garden To pick a little sage; He tumbled on his nose, And fell into a rage.

He went to the cellar To draw a little beer; And quickly did return To say there was none there.

WHY MAY NOT I LOVE JOHNNY?

Johnny shall have a new bonnet, And Johnny shall go to the fair, And Johnny shall have a blue ribbon To tie up his bonny brown hair.

And why may not I love Johnny? And why may not Johnny love me? And why may not I love Johnny As well as another body?

And here's a leg for a stocking, And here's a foot for a shoe, And he has a kiss for his daddy, And two for his mammy, I trow.

And why may not I love Johnny? And why may not Johnny love me? And why may not I love Johnny As well as another body?

Little Jack Jelf Was put on the shelf Because he could not spell "pie"; When his aunt, Mrs. Grace, Saw his sorrowful face, She could not help saying, "Oh, fie!"

And since Master Jelf Was put on the shelf Because he could not spell "pie," Let him stand there so grim, And no more about him, For I wish him a very good-bye!

JACK SPRAT

Jack Sprat Could eat no fat, His wife could eat no lean; And so, Betwixt them both, They licked the platter clean.

HUSH-A-BYE

Hush-a-bye, baby, Daddy is near; Mamma is a lady, And that's very clear.

Daffy-down-dilly has come to town In a yellow petticoat and a green gown.

THE GIRL IN THE LANE

The girl in the lane, that couldn't speak plain, Cried, "Gobble, gobble, gobble": The man on the hill that couldn't stand still, Went hobble hobble, hobble.

HUSH-A-BYE

Hush-a-bye, baby, lie still with thy daddy, Thy mammy has gone to the mill, To get some meal to bake a cake, So pray, my dear baby, lie still.

NANCY DAWSON

Nancy Dawson was so fine She wouldn't get up to serve the swine; She lies in bed till eight or nine, So it's Oh, poor Nancy Dawson.

And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey? The wife who sells the barley, honey? She won't get up to feed her swine, And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey?