Mother Goose

Children's Book of Songs & Nursery Rhymes, c1850

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	A, B, C, tumble down D, The cat's in the cupboard, and can't see me.
	At Brill on the Hill, The wind blows shrill, The cook no meat can dress; At Stow in the Wold The wind blows cold,— I know no more than this.
	Tommy Trot, a man-of law, Bold his bed and lay upon straw: Sold the straw and slept on grass, To buy his wife a looking-glass.