Nursery Rhymes
One, Two, buckle my shoe,
Three, Four, shut the door,
Five, Six, pick up sticks,
Seven, Eight, lay them straight,
Nine, Ten, a good fat hen,
Eleven, Twelve, who will delve?
Thirteen, Fourteen, maids a-courting,
Fifteen, Sixteen, maids a-kissing,
Seventeen, Eighteen, maids a-waiting,
Nineteen, Twenty, my stomach's empty.
Rub-a-dub-dub,
Three men in a tub,
And how do you think they got there?
The butcher, the baker,
The candle-stick maker,
They all jumped out of a rotten potato,
It was enough to make a man stare
One, two, three, four, five!
"Once I caught a fish alive!"
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten!
"Then I let it go again."
"Why did you let it go?"
"Because it bit my finger so."
"Which finger did it bite?"
"This little finger on my right!"
See-saw, Margery Daw,
Johnny shall have a new master;
He shall have but a penny a day,
because he can't work any faster.
Ring-a-ring o'roses,
A pocket full of posie,
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all fall down.

The cows are in the meadow,
Lying fast asleep.
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all get up again.
Mary, mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells a cockle-shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
Rock-a-bye baby,
On the treetop;
When the wind blows;
The cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks,
The cradle will fall;
Down will come cradle,
Baby and all!
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