The Boyd Smith Mother Goose . <X. 3 J|ab a Little $onp 1HAD a little pony,His name was Dapple-grey,I lent him to a lady, To ride a mile away ;She whipped him, she slashed him,She rode him through the mire;1 would not lend my pony nowFor all the ladys hire. AS Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks,Were walking out one Sunday,Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks, Tomorrow will be Monday. MOTHER GOOSE MELODIES 73 L IAR, liar, lick spit;Turn about the good for liar?Brimstone and fire. TELL-TALE, tit!Your tongue shall be slit,And all the dogs in our townShall have a little bit. MULTIPLICA
The Boyd Smith Mother Goose . <X. 3 J|ab a Little $onp 1HAD a little pony,His name was Dapple-grey,I lent him to a lady, To ride a mile away ;She whipped him, she slashed him,She rode him through the mire;1 would not lend my pony nowFor all the ladys hire. AS Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks,Were walking out one Sunday,Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks, Tomorrow will be Monday. MOTHER GOOSE MELODIES 73 L IAR, liar, lick spit;Turn about the good for liar?Brimstone and fire. TELL-TALE, tit!Your tongue shall be slit,And all the dogs in our townShall have a little bit. MULTIPLICATION is vexation,Division is as bad;The rule of three does puzzle me,And practice drives me mad. ALL hail to the moon ! all hail to thee!I prithee, good moon, declare to meThis night who my husband must be ! 1HAD a little sister, they calld her peep, peep,She waded the waters deep, deep, deep,She climbed up the mountain high, high, little sister she wanted an eye.
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