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Do You Have Any More Animal Nursery Rhymes?

Oh where, oh where has my little dog gone?
Oh where, oh where has my little dog gone?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
With his ears cut short and his tail cut long,
Oh where, oh where can he be?


Pop, Goes the Weasel
All around the cobbler’s bench
The monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought ’twas all in fun.
Pop! goes the weasel.

A penny for a spool of thread,
A penny for a needle.
That’s the way the money goes.
Pop! goes the weasel.

Up and down the City Road,
In and out of the Eagle,
That’s the way the money goes.
Pop! goes the weasel.

Half a pound of tuppenny rice,
Half a pound of treacle,
Mix it up and make it nice,
Pop! goes the weasel.


Pussy cat, Pussy cat
Pussy cat, Pussy cat where have you been?
I’ve been to London to see the Queen
Pussy cat, pussy Cat what did you there?
I frightened a little mouse under her chair.


Sing a song of sixpence
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing;
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the King?

The King was in his counting house
Counting out his money;
The Queen was in the parlour
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes;
Along came a little blackbird;
And pecked off her nose.


The Lion and the Unicorn
The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown;
The Lion beat the Unicorn all round about the town
Some gave them white bread, some gave them brown;
Some gave them plum cake, the drummed them out
of town.


Three blind mice
Three blind mice,
See how they run!
They all ran after a farmer’s wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife.
Did you ever see such a sight in your life,
As three blind mice?


Tom, Tom the piper’s son
Tom, Tom the piper’s son
Stole a pig and away did run;
The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,
And Tom went crying down the street.


S.E. Schlosser

S.E. Schlosser

S.E. Schlosser is the author of the Spooky Series published by Globe Pequot Press. She has been telling stories since she was a child, when games of “let’s pretend” quickly built themselves into full-length tales acted out with friends. A graduate of both Houghton College and the Institute of Children’s Literature, Sandy received her MLS from Rutgers University while working as a full-time music teacher and a freelance author.