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1 2 Buckle My Shoe 1, 2, Buckle my shoe. 3, 4 Shut the door. 5, 6 Pick up sticks. 7, 8 Lay them straight. 9, 10 A big fat hen!

A B C Tumble A, B, C, tumble down D, The cat's in the cupboard And can't see me.

A Kiss When I Wake A kiss when I wake in the morning A kiss when I go to bed, A kiss when I burn my fingers, A kiss when I bump my head. A kiss when my bath begins A kiss when my bath is over, My mamma is as full of kisses As nurse is full of pins. A kiss when I pull her hair, A kiss when I play with my rattle; She covered me all over with kisses The day that I fell down stair. A kiss when I give her trouble, A kiss when I give her joy; There's nothing like mamma's kisses To her own little baby boy.

A sailor went to sea sea sea A sailor went to sea, sea, sea. To see what he could see, see, see. But all that he could see, see, see. Was the bottom of the deep blue sea, sea, sea.

A Wild Flower Alphabet A for the Aconite, first of the year, B for the Buttercup, able to hold Dewdrop and rain in its chalice of gold. C for the Cowslip, sweet joy of the spring; When cowslips are blooming the nightingales sing. D for the Daisy, white star of the grass, Lifting its bright eye to us as we pass. E for the Eglantine, lovely wild rose,

Sheds fragrance of sweetbrair where - ever it grows. F for the Foxglove, the sentinel tall, Guarding the forest from summer to fall. G for the Gorse of rich golden delight; Linnaeus went down on his knees at the sight. H for the Harebell, so fragile, yet strong, The dear little Blue Bells of Scotland in song. I for the Iris which grows by the stream, The Flower of the Rainbow, how golden its gleam ! J for St John's Wort, of medical fame, Balm of the Warrior's Wound was its name. K for the Kingcup that loves marshy fields, And glorious the harvest of gold that it yields! L for the Ling, the dear flower of the heath, How tender its colour, how fragrant its breath! M for the Meadowsweet, pleasant and rare Is the perfume with which it enchanteth the air! N for the Nightshade, or Bittersweet, flower, With its berries and blossoms of poisonous power. O for the Oxlip, a flower that you'll find When cowslips and orchids in posies you bind. P for the Primrose, recalling to sight Paths in the woodland a- shimmer with light. Q for the Quaking grass, name that it takes From the way it unceasingly shivers and shakes. R for the Rest-harrow, staying the plough, Food for the gentle-eyed, ruminant cow. S for the Speedwell, tenderest blue; From the skies it has taken its exquisite hue. T for the traveller's Joy that you'll find Where sweet sheltering hedgerows wander and wind. U for the Upright Sea-lavender flower; The sand-swallows claim it for sheltering bower. V for the Violet, flower of the soul, Heart's-ease of Paradise, making us whole. W for windflower, so fair to the sight, That throws o'er the woodlands her mantle of light. X Forms a cross in the Passion- flower wild In Southern America, balmy and mild. Y for the Yarrow, all wayfarers know,

As it grows by the wayside where ever you go. Z is the ribbon this posy to bind, With the thoughts and the fragrance it brings to your mind.

Alphabet Song A-B-C-D-E-F-G H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P Q-R-S T-U-V W-X Y and Z. Now I know my ABC Next time won't you sing with me

The Ants Go Marching The ants go marching one by one, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching one by one, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching one by one, The little one stops to suck her thumb, And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom! The ants go marching two by two, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching two by two, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching two by two, The little one stops to tie her shoe. And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom! The ants go marching three by three, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching three by three, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching three by three, The little one stops to ride a bee. And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom! The ants go marching four by four, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching four by four, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching four by four, The little one stops to ask for more.

And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom! The ants go marching five by five, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching five by five, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching five by five, The little one stops to jump and dive. And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom! The ants go marching six by six, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching six by six, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching six by six, The little one stops to pick up sticks. And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom! The ants go marching seven by seven, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching seven by seven, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching seven by seven, The little one stops to write with a pen. And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom! The ants go marching eight by eight, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching eight by eight, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching eight by eight, The little one stops to rollerskate. And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom! The ants go marching nine by nine, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching nine by nine, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching nine by nine, The little one stops to drink and dine. And they all go marching down, To the ground; To get out, of the rain, Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The ants go marching ten by ten, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching ten by ten, Hurray! Hurray! The ants go marching ten by ten, The little one stops to shout THE END

Bat, Bat, Come Under My Hat at, bat, come under my hat, And I'll give you a slice of bacon; And when I bake I'll give you a cake, If I am not mistaken.

Colours Red and yellow, pink and green, Orange and purple, and blue, I can sing a rainbow, Sing a rainbow, Sing a rainbow too. Red and yellow, pink and green, Orange and purple, and blue, I can see a rainbow, See a rainbow, See a rainbow too.

Clap Handies Clap, clap handies, Mammie's wee, wee ain; Clap, clap handies, Daddie's comin' hame, Hame till his bonny wee bit laddie; Clap, clap handies, My wee, wee ain.

Cradle Song Leep, sleep, beauty bright, Dreaming in the joys of night; Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep Little sorrows sit and weep. Sweet babe, in thy face Soft desires I can trace, Secret joys and secret smiles, Little pretty infant wiles. As thy softest limbs I feel,

Smiles as of the morning steal O'er thy cheek, and o'er thy breast Where thy little heart doth rest. O the cunning wiles that creep In thy little heart asleep! When thy little heart doth wake, Then the dreadful night shall break.

Do Re Mi Doe, a deer, a female deer Ray, a drop of golden sun Me, a name I call myself Far, a long long way to run Sew, a needle pulling thread La, a note to follow sew Tea, I drink with jam and bread That will bring us back to do...oh-oh-oh Doe, a deer, a female deer Ray, a drop of golden sun Me, a name I call myself Far, a long long way to run Sew, a needle pulling thread La, a note to follow sew Tea, I drink with jam and bread That will bring us back to Do Doe, a deer, a female deer Ray, a drop of golden sun Me, a name I call myself Far, a long long way to run Sew, a needle pulling thread La, a note to follow sew Tea, I drink with jam and bread That will bring us back to do Do re mi fa so la ti do, so, do!

Eeny Meeny Miny Mo Eeny, meeny, miny, mo, Catch a tiger by the toe: If he hollers let him go, Eeny, meeny, miny

Face Play

Knock at the door (Forehead Tap) Ring the bell, (A Little Tug At Each Ear) Lift the latch, (Eye Lids Raised) Walk in, (Open Mouth And Pop A Finger Inside) Take a chair, (Touch Right Cheek) Sit down, (Touch Left Cheek) Good morning, Sir! (Finger On Chin).

Fiddle De Dee Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee, The Fly has married the humble bee Says the fly, says he, Will you marry me , And live with me, sweet humble bee? Says the bee, says she, I'll under your wing And you'll never know that I carry a sting Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee, The Fly has married the humble bee So, when the parson Had joined the pair, They both went out To take the air. Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee, The Fly has married the humble bee And the flies did buzz, And the bells did ring; Did ever you hear So merry a thing? Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee, The Fly has married the humble bee And then to think That of all the flies, The humble bee Should carry the prize! Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee, The Fly has married the humble bee

Fingers and Toes Every lady in this land Has twenty nails, upon each hand Five, and twenty on hands and feet: All this is true, without deceit.

Five Little Ducks

Five little ducks went swimming one day, Over the hill and far away, Mother duck said 'Quack, quack, quack,' And only four little ducks came back. Four little ducks went swimming one day, Over the hill and far away, Mother duck said 'Quack, quack, quack,' And only three little ducks came back. Three little ducks went swimming one day, Over the hill and far away, Mother duck said 'Quack, quack, quack,' And only two little ducks came back. Two little ducks went swimming one day, Over the hill and far away, Mother duck said 'Quack, quack, quack,' And only one little duck came back. One little duck went swimming one day, Over the hill and far away, Mother duck said 'Quack, quack, quack,' And five little ducks came back.

Gentle Jesus Meek And Mild Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon this little child: Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee. Fain I would to Thee be brought, Gracious God, forbid it not In the kingdom of Thy grace Grant Thy little child a place.

Hush Little Baby Hush little baby, Don't say a word. Daddy's going to buy you a Mocking bird. If that Mocking bird don't sing, Daddy's going to buy you a diamond ring. If that diamond ring don't shine, Daddy's going to buy you a looking-glass. If the looking-glass get's broke, Daddy's going to buy you a billy-goat. If that billy-goat runs away, Daddy's going to buy you another one day.

Hush-a-bye Baby Hush a bye baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall, And down will come baby, cradle and all.

I'LL Sing I'LL sing you a song, Though not very long, Yet I think it as pretty as any. Put your hand in your purse, You'll never be worse, And give the poor singer a penny.

The Bees Sneeze and Wheeze The bees Sneeze and wheeze, Scraping pollen and honey From the lime tree. The ants Hurries and pants, Storing up everything They wants. What does the bee do? Bring home honey. And what does Father do? Bring home money. And what does Mother do? Lay out the money. And what does baby do? Eat up the honey.

The Months January brings the snow, Makes our feet and fingers glows. February brings the rains, Thaws the frozen lake again. March brings breezes sharp and chill, Shakes the dancing daffodil. April brings the primrose sweet, Scatters daisies at our feet. May brings flocks of pretty lambs, Sporting round their fleecy dams.

June brings tulips, lilies, rose, Fills the children's hands with posies. Hot July brings thunder-showers, Apricots, and gilly-flowers. August brings the sheaves of corn; hen the harvest home is borne. Warm September brings the fruit; Sportsmen then begin to shoot. Brown October brings the pheasant, Then to gather nuts is pleasant. Dull November brings the blast, Hark! the leaves are whirling fast. Cold December brings the sleet, Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.