Swallow’s Nest
PAT, pat,
A swallow’s nest we’ll make,
And if we pat some money out
We’ll buy ourselves a cake.
The Locust Trees
THE locust trees,
See how they grow!
Here in their shade
We will have a show.
Other people’s children
All have come,
But my little girl
Is still at home.
Just as I speak,
She is coming along,
Riding a donkey
And singing a song.
Her parasol open
She holds in her hand,
Her hair is done up
In a neat little band.