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Where innocent bright-eyed daisies are,With blades of grass between,Each daisy stands up like a starOut of a sky of green.
When the cows come home the milk is coming,Honey’s made while the bees are humming;Duck and drake on the rushy lake,And the deer live safe in the breezy brake;And timid, funny, brisk little bunny,Winks his nose and sits all sunny.
When fishes set umbrellas upIf the rain-drops run,Lizards will want their parasolsTo shade them from the sun.
When a mounting skylark singsIn the sunlit summer morn,I know that heaven is up on high,And on earth are fields of corn.But when a nightingale singsIn the moonlit summer even,I know not if earth is merely earth,Only that heaven is…
What will you give me for my pound?Full twenty shillings round.What will you give me for my shilling?Twelve pence to give I’m willing.What will you give me for my penny?Four farthings, just so many.
What does the donkey bray about?What does the pig grunt through his snout?What does the goose mean by a hiss?Oh, Nurse, if you can tell me this,I’ll give you such a kiss.The cockatoo calls ‘cockatoo,’The magpie chatters ‘how d’ye do?’The…
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.
What do the stars doUp in the sky,Higher than the wind can blow,Or the clouds can fly?Each star in its own gloryCircles, circles still;As it was lit to shine and set,And do its Maker’s will.
Wee wee husband,Give me some money,I have no comfits,And I have no honey.Wee wee wifie,I have no money,Milk, nor meat, nor bread to eat,Comfits, nor honey.
Ah, woe is me for pleasure that is vain,Ah, woe is me for glory that is past:Pleasure that bringeth sorrow at the last,Glory that at the last bringeth no gain!So saith the sinking heart; and so againIt shall say till…