Mary had a little jam; she spread it on a waffle. If she
hadn’t eaten ten she wouldn’t feel so awful.
Hickory dickory dock, a mouse jumped in my sock. He wiggled
his nose and tickled my toes, which gave me quite a shock!
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet, licking an ice cream
cone. Along came a spider who sat down beside her. She told him to go get his
own.
Jack was nimble. Jack was quick. Jack jumped over the
candlestick. Jack kept jumping much too close. Now his pants smell like burnt
toast.
Diddle diddle dumpling, my son Scooter played around with my
computer. He pressed the buttons, he hit the keys. Now it only prints Chinese.
Rub-a-dub-dub three men in a tub, and what do you think they
said? “Too crowded, we fear. Let’s get out of here and each take a shower
instead.”
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Bruce Lansky, The New Adventures of Mother Goose
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