Nursery Rhymes and Poems

Oh do you know the muffin man,
The muffin man, the muffin man?
Oh do you know the muffin man,
That lives in Drury Lane?
Yes I know the muffin man,
The muffin man, the muffin man.
Yes I know the muffin man,
That lives in Drury Lane.

Bring another straw, Cock-sparrow;
I shall lay three eggs tomorrow.
Build a snug nest in the warm thatch
Bring another straw Cock-sparrow.

Under a web beside a gate,
The Spider hangs, his legs are eight.
Above him flies the Buzzy Bee,
Six black and furry legs has she.
A Tabby Cat goes a leaping past,
Her four legs carry her so fast.
I’ve only two that isn’t many.
But Mr Worm he hasn’t any.

Mr Nobody is a nice young man,
He comes to the door with his hat in his hand.
Down she comes, all dressed in silk,
A rose in her bosom, as white as milk.
She takes off her gloves, she shows me her ring,
Tomorrow, tommorrow, the wedding begins.

Mr finney had a turnip,
And it grew and it grew;
And it grew behind the barn,
And the turnip did no harm.
There it grew and it grew
Till it could grow no longer;
Then his daughter Lizzie picked it
And put it in the celler.
There it lay and it lay
Till it began to rot;
And his daughter Susie took it
And put [...]

Mr East gave a feast.
Mr North laid the cloth.
Mr West did his best.
Mr South burnt his mouth,
On eating a cold potato.

Have you not seen
the famed Mr Bickerstaff?
A man in your walks
you may chance for to meet.
Sometimes with a cane
and sometimes with a thickerstaff,
Dancing a minuet step
in the street?

Fishes swim in water clear,
Birds fly up into the air,
Serpents creep along the ground,
Boys and girls run round and around.

MOTHER, may I go and bathe?
“Yes, my darling daughter!
Hang your clothes on yonder tree,
But don’t go near the water.”

“Lend me thy mare to ride a mile.”
“She is lamed, leaping over a stile.”
“Alack! and I must keep the fair!
I’ll give thee money for thy mare.”
“Oh, oh! say you so?
Money will make the mare to go!”