The Wise Men of Gotham
Three wise men of Gotham
They went to sea in a bowl;
And if the bowl had been stronger,
My song had been longer.
To the Birds
AWAY, birds, away!
Take a little, and leave a little,
And do not come again;
For if you do,
I will shoot you through,
And there is an end of you.
Hey! diddle, diddle
HEY! diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such craft,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Two Little Birds
There were two blackbirds
Sat upon a hill,
The one named Jack,
The other named Jill.
Fly away, Jack!
Fly away, Jill!
Come again, Jack!
Come again, Jill!