Goosey, goosey, gander,
Where dost thou wander?
Up stairs and down stairs,
And in my lady's chamber.
There I met an old man
Who would not say his prayers,
I took him by the hind legs
And threw him down stairs.
Higgledy, piggledy, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen;
Sometimes nine, and sometimes ten,
Higgledy, piggledy, my black hen.
Little Nancy Etticoat
In a white petticoat
And a red nose;
The longer she stands
The shorter she grows.
As I was going to St. Ives
I met a man with seven wives;
Each wife had seven sacks,
In each sack were seven cats,
And each cat had seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
[Illustration]
Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater,
Had a wife and couldn't keep her.
He put her in a pumpkin shell,
And there he kept her very well.
Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater,
Had another and didn't love her.
Peter learned to read and spell,
And then he loved her very well.
Ding, dong, bell,
The cat's in the well.
Who put her in?
Little Johnny Green.
Who pulled her out?
Great Johnny Stout.
What a naughty boy was that
To drown poor pussy cat,
Which never did him any harm,
But killed the mice in his father's barn.
=Little Jack Horner sat in a corner
Eating his Christmas pie.
He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum
And said what a good boy am I.=
[Illustration: LITTLE JACK HORNER