Nursery Rhymes

The Clock

There's a neat little clock,

In the school room it stands,

And points to the time,

With its two little hands .

And may we, like the clock,

Keep a face clean and bright,

With hands ever ready,

To do what is right.

Baa, Baa Black Sheep

Baa, baa black sheep,

Have you any wool?

Yes sir, yes sir,

Three 3 bags full.

One1 for my master.

One1 for my dame.

But none 0 for the little boy,

Who cries in the lane.

Bedtime

The man in the moon,

Looked out of the moon,

Looked out of the moon and said,

It’s time for all children on the Earth,

To think about getting to bed .

A-Tisket, A-Tasket

A-tisket, a-tasket,

A green and yellow basket.

I wrote a letter to my love,

But on the way I dropped it.

I dropped it, I dropped it,

And, on the way I dropped it.

A little boy picked it up,

And put it in his pocket.

I Saw a Ship A-Sailing

I saw a ship a-sailing,

A-sailing on the sea,

And, oh! it was all laden,

With pretty things for thee.

There were comfits in the cabin,

And apples in the hold;

The sails were made of silk,

And the masts were made of gold.

The four-and-twenty sailors,

That stood between the decks,

Were four-and-twenty white mice

With chains around their necks

The captain was a duck,

With a packet on his back;

And when the ship began to move,

The captain said, "Quack! quack!"

LITTLE BOY BLUE

Little Boy Blue , come blow your horn ;

The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's

in the corn.

Where is the boy who looks after the

sheep?

He's under the haystack , fast asleep.

One, Two, Three, Four, Five

One 1, two 2, three 3, four 4, five 5,

Once I caught a fish alive.

Six 6, seven 7, eight 8, nine 9, ten 10,

But I let it go again.

Why did I let it go?

Because it bit my finger so.

Which finger did it bite?

The little one upon the right.

Rain

Rain , rain , go away,

Come again some other day.

Little Johnny wants to play.

Solomon Grundy

Solomon Grundy,

Born on Monday,

Christened on Tuesday,

Married on Wednesday,

Took ill on Thursday,

Worse on Friday,

Died on Saturday,

Buried on Sunday,

This is the end,

Of Solomon Grundy.

If All the Seas Were One Sea

If all the seas were one sea,

What a great sea that would be,

And if all the trees were one tree,

What a great tree that would be,

And if all the axes were one axe,

What a great axe that would be,

And if all the men were one man,

What a great man that would be,

And if the great man took the great axe,

And cut down the great tree,

And let it fall into the great sea,

What a splish splash that would be.

Make New Friends

Make new friends,

but keep the old.

One is silver,

And the other gold,

A circle is round,

it has no end.

That's how long,

I will be your friend.

A fire burns bright,

it warms the heart.

We've been friends,

from the very start.

You have one hand,

I have the other.

Put them together,

We have each other.

Silver is precious,

Gold is too.

I am precious,

And so are you.

You help me,

And I'll help you.

And together,

We will see it through.

The sky is blue,

The Earth is green.

I can help,

To keep it clean.

Across the land,

Across the sea.

Friends forever,

We will always be.