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Thursday, 16 April 2009 14:10 |
Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
Jack jump over
The candlestick.
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Monday, 13 April 2009 14:05 |
Yankee Doodle, went to town,
Riding on a Pony;
He stuck a feather in his cap
And called it macaroni.
Yankee doodle, doodle-doo,
Oh! Yankee Doodle Dandy;
All the lads and lasses
Are as sweet as sugar candy.
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Yankee Doodle came to town,
A-ridin' on a pony;
He stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni. Yankee Doodle keep it up,
Yankee Doodle Dandy;
Mind the music and the steps
And with the girls be handy.
Click Here to listen the other version of YANKEE DOODLE
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Sunday, 12 April 2009 09:58 |
For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost.
For want of a rider the battle was lost.
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.
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Sunday, 12 April 2009 08:49 |
Doctor Foster
Went to Gloucester
In a shower of rain.
He stepped in a puddle
Right up to his middle
And never went there again!
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Sunday, 12 April 2009 08:35 |
Tom Tom the pipers son
Stole a pig and away he ran,
The pig was eat and Tom was beat
And Tom went crying down the street.
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Sunday, 12 April 2009 08:28 |
Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns!
One a penny two a penny - Hot cross buns
If you have no daughters, give them to your sons
One a penny two a penny - Hot cross buns
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Sunday, 12 April 2009 08:11 |
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
We'll all have tea.
Sukey take it off again,
Sukey take it off again,
Sukey take it off again,
They've all gone away.
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Sunday, 12 April 2009 08:00 |
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Tapping at the window and crying through the lock,
Are all the children in their beds, it's past eight o'clock?
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Saturday, 11 April 2009 04:40 |
I had a little nut tree,
Nothing would it bear
But a silver nutmeg,
And a golden pear;
The King of Spain's daughter
Came to visit me,
And all for the sake
Of my little nut tree.
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Saturday, 11 April 2009 04:26 |
Higgledy Piggledy,
My black hen,
She lays eggs
For gentlemen;
Sometimes nine,
And sometimes ten,
Higgledy Piggledy,
My black hen!
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