(Charles Causley (1917 - 2003)) I had a silver penny And an apricot tree And I said to the sailor On the white quay 'Sailor O sailor Will you bring
The king of China's daughter So beautiful to see With her face like yellow water, Left her nutmeg tree. Her little rope for skipping She kissed and gave
(Jack Prelutsky (1940 - )) I am Ebenezer Bleezer, I run BLEEZER'S ICE-CREAM STORE, There are flavors in my freezer You have never seen before, Twenty
Calico Pie, The little Bird fly Down to the calico tree, Their wings were blue, singing 'Tilly-Tilly-loo!' Till away they flew, - but they never came
The Man in the wilderness He asked of me How many strawberries grow in the salt sea? And I answered him, as I thought good As many a ship sails in the
(Mervyn Peake (1911 - 1968)) There's nothing makes a Greenland whale Feel half so high and mighty As sitting on a mantelpiece In Aunty Mabel's nighty
(Laurence Alma-Tadema (1865 - 1940)) If no one ever marries me,- And I don't see why they should, For nurse says I'm not pretty, And I'm seldom very
The Peppery Man was cross and thin; He scolded out and scolded in; He shook his fist, his hair he tore; He stamped his feet and slammed the door. Heigh
(John Godfry Saxe (1816 - 1887)) It was six men of Indostan To learning much inclined, Who went to see the Elephant (Though all of them were blind),
(Charles E. Carryl) A capital ship for an ocean trip Was the Walloping Window Blind. No gale that blew dismayed her crew Or troubled the captain's mind
Maggie and Milly and Molly and May Went down to the beach (to play one day) And Maggie discovered a shell that sang So sweetly she couldn't remember
My age is three hundred and seventy-two, And I think, with the deepest regret, How I used to pick up and voraciously chew The dear little boys whom I
(William Brighty Rands (1823 - 1888)) If the butterfly courted the bee, And the owl the porcupine; If churches were built in the sea, And three times
Griselda is greedy, I'm sorry to say. She isn't contented with four meals a day, Like breakfast and dinner and supper and tea (I've had to put tea after
(Christina Georgina Rossetti) Crying, my little one, footsore and weary? Fall asleep, pretty one, warm on my shoulder.. I must tramp on through the winter
(Robert Louis Stevenson) From Breakfast on through all the day At home among my friends I stay, But every night I go abroad Afar into the land of Nod
(Ogden Nash (1902 - 1971)) Isabel met an enormous bear, Isabel, Isabel, didn't care; The bear was hungry, the bear was ravenous, The bear's big mouth
I saw a ship a-sailing, A-sailing on the sea; And oh, it was all laden With pretty things for thee! There were comfits in the cabin, And apples in the