Mother Goose

Children's Book of Songs & Nursery Rhymes, c1850

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The sow came in with the saddle,
The little pig rock'd the cradle,
The dish jump'd over the table,
To see the pot with the ladle.
The broom behind the butt
Call'd the dish-clout a nasty slut: Odds-bobs, says the gridiron, can't you agree? I!m the head constable,—come along with me.
Hey ding a ding, ding, I heard a bird sing, The parliament soldiers are gone to the kiDg.