Lucy Locket
Lucy Locket
Lost her pocket,
Kitty Fisher
Found it;
Nothing in it,
Nothing in it,
But the binding
Round it.
Fortune-telling by Daisy Petals
He loves me, he don’t!
He’ll have me, he won’t!
He would if he could,
But he can’t, so he don’t!
Baby Bunting
BABY, baby bunting,
Father’s gone a-hunting,
Mother’s gone a-milking,
Sister’s gone a-silking,
Brother’s gone to buy a skin
To wrap the baby bunting in.
The Mouse ran up the Clock
Dickory,
Dickory,
Dock!
The mouse ran up the clock,
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down,
Dickory,
Dickory,
Dock!
One Misty Moisty Morning
One misty, moisty morning, when cloudy was the weather,
There I met an old man clothed all in leather;
He began to compliment and I began to grin,
How do you do? how do you do? how do you do again?