. Gems from Mother Goose . •• -w v CATURDAY night shall be my whole care, To powder my locks and curl my hair,On Sunday morning my love will come inAnd marry me then with a pretty gold ring. A RIDDLE, a riddle, as I suppose,A hundred eyes, and never a nose. ( A CINDER-SIFTER. ) DEASE porridge hot, Pease porridge cold,Pease porridge in the pot,Nine days old. Some like it hot,Some like it cold, Some like it in the pot,Nine days THERE was a man who had no eyes,He went abroad to view the skies;He saw a tree with apples on it,He took no apples off, yet left no apples on it. f THE MAN HAD ONE
. Gems from Mother Goose . •• -w v CATURDAY night shall be my whole care, To powder my locks and curl my hair,On Sunday morning my love will come inAnd marry me then with a pretty gold ring. A RIDDLE, a riddle, as I suppose,A hundred eyes, and never a nose. ( A CINDER-SIFTER. ) DEASE porridge hot, Pease porridge cold,Pease porridge in the pot,Nine days old. Some like it hot,Some like it cold, Some like it in the pot,Nine days THERE was a man who had no eyes,He went abroad to view the skies;He saw a tree with apples on it,He took no apples off, yet left no apples on it. f THE MAN HAD ONE EYE, AND THE TREE TWO APPLES UPON IT.) THERE was an old man, And he had a calf, And thats took him out of the stall,And put him by the wall,And thats all. DOBERT BARNES, fellow fine,Can you shoe this horse of mine?Yes, good sir, that I can,As well as any other man:Here a nail, and there a prod,And now, good sir, 1|your horseis shod.
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