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Sep 07, 2020 at 04:59 AM
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I know a man who knew a man, who flew to the sun in a frying pan
it got too hot, and he couldn't settle so he flew back home in a whistling kettle (chorus) it's a silly song, and you can sing along bang to the music and the tune get a kettle and a frying pan and bang them with a wooden spoon |
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Sep 09, 2020 at 06:31 PM
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"Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
"To see a fine lady upon a white horse; "Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes, "And she shall have music wherever she goes." |
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Sep 10, 2020 at 10:02 AM
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tea time, tea time, come and have some tea
bread and butter, cake and jam, for me, me, me I had my bread and butter, I had my cake and jam what is left for supper? just wait and see |
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Sep 11, 2020 at 06:23 PM
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Mary had a little lamb,
Little lamb, little lamb, Mary had a little lamb Whose fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went, Everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day, School one day, school one day, He followed her to school one day Which was against the rules. It made the children laugh and play, Laugh and play, laugh and play, It made the children laugh and play, To see a lamb at school. And so the teacher turned it out, Turned it out, turned it out, And so the teacher turned it out, But still it lingered near, He waited patiently about, Patiently about, patiently about, He waited patiently about, Till Mary did appear. "Why does the lamb love Mary so? Love Mary so? Love Mary so? Why does the lamb love Mary so?" The eager children cried. "Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know, Lamb, you know, lamb, you know, Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know," The teacher did reply. ( Mary Had a Little Lamb - Wikipedia ) |
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Sep 12, 2020 at 07:55 AM
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wasn't it based on a teacher's actual experience of a little girl bringing a lamb in to school? I'm sure that's the story- it's actually a poem she wrote based on actual events it's what I've been told anyway. sure wikipedia will correct me if I'm wrong |
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Sep 12, 2020 at 08:04 AM
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Nursery rhymes written for the poetry aspects are restricting a little more so than folk lore and fairy tales. I wouldn’t read into it too much. They are meant to be light and fun for children. If you wanna hear a real story read into the history of Cinderella
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Sep 13, 2020 at 08:33 AM
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I think I will. love a good story |
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Sep 15, 2020 at 06:14 PM
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Wind on the Hill
by A. A. Milne No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. It's flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldn't keep up with it, Not if I ran. But if I stopped holding The string of my kite, It would blow with the wind For a day and a night. And then when I found it, Wherever it blew, I should know that the wind Had been going there too. So then I could tell them Where the wind goes... But where the wind comes from Nobody knows. |
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Sep 15, 2020 at 06:46 PM
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Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet
Eating her curds and whey When along came a spider And sat down beside her And frightened Miss Muffet away |
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Sep 15, 2020 at 09:21 PM
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Hickory dicky dock
The mouse ran up the clock The old farmer in the dell.... ......and the cheese stands alone __________________ Nammu …Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. …... Desiderata Max Ehrmann |
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Sep 18, 2020 at 02:29 PM
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"Nurse’s Song”
William Blake (1757 - 1827) “WHEN the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And everything else is still. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies. No, no, let us play, for it is yet day, And we cannot go to sleep; Besides, in the sky the little birds fly, And the hills are all cover’d with sheep. Well, well, go and play till the light fades away, And then go home to bed.’ The little ones leaped and shouted and laugh’d And all the hills echoed. |
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