The Real Mother Goose by Unknown
page 120 of 140 (85%)
page 120 of 140 (85%)
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THE GIRL AND THE BIRDS
When I was a little girl, about seven years old, I hadn't got a petticoat, to cover me from the cold. So I went into Darlington, that pretty little town, And there I bought a petticoat, a cloak, and a gown. I went into the woods and built me a kirk, And all the birds of the air, they helped me to work. The hawk with his long claws pulled down the stone, The dove with her rough bill brought me them home. The parrot was the clergyman, the peacock was the clerk, The bullfinch played the organ,--we made merry work. A PIG As I went to Bonner, I met a pig Without a wig Upon my word and honor. JENNY WREN As little Jenny Wren Was sitting by her shed. She waggled with her tail, And nodded with her head. She waggled with her tail, And nodded with her head, |
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