The Senses
LITTLE eyes see pretty things,
Little nose smells what is sweet,
Little ears hear pleasant sounds,
Mouth likes luscious things to eat.
Cake Baking
WE turn the cake,
The cake we bake,
We put in oil, or pork, or steak
And when ’tis done,
We’ll have some fun,
And give a piece to every one.
Wedding Feast
BIG cow’s horn
We will blow, blow, blow,
To our sister’s wedding feast
We will go, go, go.
Who will drive the cart?
My big brother;
Who will eat the feast?
A sister of my mother.
Who will pack her trunk?
My sister, whom you saw;
Who will light the fire?
Her own mother-in-law.