Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes 33 – Anonymous · Verses Across
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Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes 33A Man of Words and Not of Deeds
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Literature · For Children
Mother Goose's Nursery Rhymes 33
A Man of Words and Not of Deeds
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A MAN of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds;
And when the weeds begin to grow,
It's like a garden full of snow;
And when the snow begins to fall,
It's like a bird upon the wall;
And when the bird away does fly,
It's like an eagle in the sky;
And when the sky begins to roar,
It's like a lion at the door;
And when the door begins to crack,
It's like a stick across your back;
And when your back begins to smart,
It's like a penknife in your heart;
And when your heart begins to bleed,
You're dead, and dead, and dead indeed.
Poor Dog Bright,
Ran off with all his might,
Because the cat was after him,
Poor Dog Bright.
Poor Cat Fright,
Ran off with all her might,
Because the dog was after her,
Poor Cat Fright.
As I was going up Pippin Hill,
Pippin Hill was dirty,
There I met a pretty miss,
And she dropped me a curtsey.
Early to bed, and early to rise,
Is the way to be healthy, wealthy, and wise.
Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing?
Speak a little louder, sir, I am very thick o' hearing.
Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly?
Thank you, kind sir, I hear very clearly.
The Cuckoo's a bonny bird,
She sings as she flies,
She brings us good tidings,
And tells us no lies.
She sucks little birds' eggs,
To make her voice clear,
And never cries "Cuckoo!"
Till spring-time of the year.
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man,
Bake me a cake as fast as you can;
Prick it and pat it, and mark it with G;
And put it in the oven for Teddy and me.
Pussy-cat ate the dumplings, the dumplings;
Pussy-cat ate the dumplings.
Mamma stood by, and cried, "Oh, fie!
Why did you eat the dumplings?"
Needles and pins, needles and pins,
When a man marries his trouble begins.
For every evil under the sun,
There is a remedy, or there is none.
If there be one, try and find it;
If there be none, never mind it.
Three children sliding on the ice,
All on a summer's day,
As it fell out they all fell in,
The rest they ran away.
Now had these children been at home,
Or sliding on dry ground,
Ten thousand pounds to one penny
They had not all been drowned.
You parents all that children have,
And you, too, that have none,
If you would have them safe abroad,
Pray keep them safe at home.
