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ways sang, Which much delighted Mary; And near the cage she'd often sit, To hear her own Canary. Lady-bird, lady-bird, fly away home, Thy house is on fire, thy children all gone: All but one whose name is Ann, And she crept under the pudding-pan. There was a little nobby colt, His name was Nobby Gray; His head was made of pouce straw, His tail was made of hay. He could ramble, he could trot, He could carry a mustard-pot Round the town of Woodstock, Hey, Jenny, hey! The north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will the robin do then, Poor thing? He'll sit in a barn, And keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing! I had a little pony, His name was Dapple-gray, I lent him to a lady, To ride a mile away; She whipped him, she lashed him, She rode him through the mire; I would not lend my pony now For all the lady's hire. I had a little doggy that used to sit and beg; But Doggy tumbled down the stairs and broke his little leg. Oh! Doggy, I will nurse you, and try to make you well, And you shall have a collar with a little silver bell. Ah! Doggy, don't you think you should very faithful be, For having such a loving friend to comfort you as me? And when your leg is better, and you can run and play, We'll have a scamper in the fields and see them making hay. But, Doggy, you must promise (and mind your word you keep) Not once to tease the little lambs, or run among the sheep; And then the little yellow chicks that play upon the grass, You must not even wag your tail to scare them as you pass. Pussy sits beside the fire-- How can she be fair? In comes little puppy-dog: "Pussy, are you there? So, so, Mistress Pussy, Pray how do you do?" "Thank you, thank you, little dog, I'm very well just now." Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, marry, have I, Three bags full: One for my master, One for my dame, And one for the little boy Who lives in the lane. Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, Where have you been? I've been to London To look at the Queen Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, What did you there? I frightened a li
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