The Burny Bee

BLESS you, bless you, burny bee;
Say, when will your wedding be?
If it be to-morrow day,
Take your wings and fly away.

Danty Baby

  Danty baby diddy,
What can mammy do wid ’e,
  But sit in a lap,
  And give ’un a pap?
Sing danty baby diddy.

THE Dove says, coo, coo, what shall I do?
I can scarce maintain two.
Pooh, pooh! says the wren, I have got ten,
And keep them all like gentlemen.