Forever and Ever.

There is an inn, a merry old inn

. beneath an old grey hill,

And there they brew a beer so brown

That the Man in the Moon himself came down

. one night to drink his fill.

The ostler has a tipsy cat

. that plays a five-stringed fiddle;

And up and down he runs his bow,

Now squeaking high, now purring low,

. now sawing in the middle.

The landlord keeps a little dog

. that is mighty fond of jokes;

When there's good cheer among the guests,

He cocks an ear at all the jests

. and laughs until he chokes.

They also keep a hornêd cow

. as proud as any queen;

But music turns her head like ale,

And makes her wave her tufted tail

. and dance upon the green.

And O! the rows of silver dishes

. and the stores of silver spoons!

For Sunday there's a special pair,

And these they polish up with care

. on Saturday afternoons.

The Man in the Moon was drinking deep,

. and the cat began to wail;

A dish and a spoon on the table danced,

The cow in the garden madly pranced,

. and the little dog chased his tail.

The Man in the Moon took another mug,

. and then rolled beneath his chair;

And there he dozed and dreamed of ale,

Till the sky and stars were pale,

. and dawn was in the air.

Then the ostler said to his tipsy cat:

. 'The white horses of the Moon,

They neigh and champ their silver bits;

But their master's been and drowned his wits,

. and the Sun'll be rising soon!'

So the cat on his fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle,

. a jig that would wake the dead:

He squeaked and sawed and quickened the tune,

While the landlord shook the Man in the Moon

. 'It's after three!' he said.

They rolled the Man slowly up the hill

. and bundled him into the Moon,

While his horses galloped up in rear,

And the cow came capering like a deer,

. and a dish ran up with the spoon.

Now quicker the fiddle went deedle-dum-diddle;

. the dog began to roar,

The cow and the horses stood on their heads;

The guests all bounded from their beds

. and danced upon the floor.

With a ping and a pong the fiddle-strings broke!

. the cow jumped over the Moon,

And the little dog laughed to see such fun,

And the Saturday dish went off at a run

. with the silver Sunday spoon.

The round Moon rolled behind the hill

. as the Sun raised up her head.

She hardly believed her fiery eyes;

For though it was day, to her surprise

. they all went back to bed!

"I don't know what you mean by 'glory,'" Alice said. Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously.
"Of course you don't -- till I tell you. I meant "there's a nice knock-down argument for you!'"
"But `glory' doesn't mean `a nice knock-down argument,'" Alice objected.
"When I use a word," Humpty Dumpty said in a rather a scornful tone, "it means just what I choose it to mean -- neither more nor less."
"The question is," said Alice, "whether you can make words mean different things."
"The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master -- that's all."

I love little kitty,
Her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her,
She'll do me no harm.
So I'll not pull her tail,
Nor drive her away,
But kitty and I,
Very gently will play.
I'll sit by the fire
and give her some food
and kitty will love me
Because I am good.

I'm dreaming dreams
I'm scheming schemes
I'm building castles high
They're born anew
Their days are few
Just like a sweet butterfly
And as the daylight is dawning
They come again in the morning
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high
Nearly reach the sky
Then like my dreams
They fade and die
Fortune's always hiding
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air.

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
Up Jack got and home did trot
As fast as he could caper;
And went to bed and covered his head
In vinegar and brown paper.
When Jill came in how she did grin
To see Jack's paper plaster;
Mother vexed, did whip her next,
For causing Jack's disaster.
Now Jack did laugh and Jill did cry
But her tears did soon abate;
Then Jill did say that they should play
At see-saw across the gate.

Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
Jack jump over the candlestick
¿Asbestos pants?


Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home,
Your house is on fire,
Your children shall burn!

Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and pie.
Along came a spider
and gobbled her up.

Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?
If the words sound queer and funny to your ear, a little bit jumbled and jivey,
Sing "Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy."

Old Mother Goose,
When she wanted to wander,
Would ride through the air
On a very fine gander.
Jack's mother came in,
And caught the goose soon,
And mounting its back,
Flew up to the moon.

"Oranges and Lemons" say the bells of St Clement's.
"Bull's eyes and targets" say the bells of St Margaret's.
"Brickbats and tiles" say the bells of St Giles'.
"Halfpence and farthings" say the bells of St Martin's.
"Pancakes and fritters" say the bells of St Peter's.
"Two sticks and an apple" say the bells of Whitechapel.
"Pokers and tongs" say the bells of St John's.
"Kettles and pans" say the bells of St Anne's.
"Old Father Baldpate" say the slow bells of Aldgate.
"You owe me ten shillings" say the bells of St Helen's.
"When will you pay me?" say the bells of Old Bailey.
"When I grow rich" say the bells of Shoreditch.
"Pray when will that be?" say the bells of Stepney.
"I do not know" says the great bell of Bow.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
Chip chop, chip chop, the last man's dead.

I am a pretty little Dutch girl
As pretty as I can be
And all the boys
In the neighborhood
Are crazy over me
My boyfriend’s name is Mello
He comes from the land of Jello
With pickles for his toes
And a cherry for his nose
And that’s the way my story goes

Row, row, row the boat
Gently down the stream
If you see a waterfall
Don't forget to scream

Propel, propel, propel your craft,
Unforcefully down the liquid solution.
Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically,
Existence is merely an illusion.

Roll, roll, roll a joint,
Twist it in the end.
Light it up and take a puff,
and pass it to your friends.
Roll, roll, roll the joint,
Pass it down the line.
Take a toke and blow the smoke,
And blow your fucking mind.

Rub-a-dub-dub
Three men in a tub,
The butcher, the baker, the candle stick maker,
If their boat had been stronger
My story would have been longer.

See-saw, Margery Daw,
Sold her bed and lay on straw;
Was not she a dirty slut
To sell her bed and lie in the dirt.

Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a cheat,
Taffy came to my house, and pissed upon the seat,
I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,
So I climbed in through the window, and kicked him in the head.
Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief,
Taffy came to my house and stole a leg of beef.
I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,
So I picked up the piss-pot and smashed it on his head.

Tinker, tailor, every mother's son,
Butcher, baker, shouldering a gun,
Rich man, poor man, every man in line,
All together just like Auld Lang Syne!

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveller in the dark,—
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

A wedding song we played for you,
The dance you did but scorn.
A woeful dirge we chanted, too,
But then you would not mourn

Where is Thumbkin? Where is Thumbkin?
Here I am! Here I am!
How are you today, Sir? Very well. I thank you!
Run and hide! Run and hide!

I hear thunder, I hear thunder,
Hark don't you? Hark don't you?
Pit-a-patter raindrops, Pit-a-patter raindrops,
I'm wet through, So are you.

There are seven, there are seven,
Days in the week, days in the week.
Sunday-Monday-Tuesday, Wednesday-Thursday-Friday,
Saturday. That's the week.

Rheumatism, Rheumatism,
How it pains, How it pains,
Up and down my system, Up and down my system,
When it rains, When it rains.

Where is Santa? Where is Santa?
Here I am. Here I am.
Merry, merry Christmas. Merry, merry Christmas.
Ho, Ho, Ho. Ho, Ho, Ho.

School is over, School is over
Home we'll go, Home we'll go
We'll come back tomorrow, We'll come back tomorrow
Bye bye bye, Bye bye bye

Shang, Zhou, Qin, Han; Shang, Zhou, Qin Han;
Sui, Tang, Song; Sui, Tang, Song;
Yuan, Ming, Qing, Republic; Yuan, Ming, Qing, Republic;
Mao Zedong; Mao Zedong;

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Goodnight brownies, goodnight brownies
Guiders too, guiders too
Put your hats and coats on, put your hats and coats on
Twit twit twoo! Twit twit twoo!


Round and round the garden,
Went the Teddy Bear,
One step, two steps,
Tickle under there.
Round and round the haystack,
Went the little mouse,
One step, two steps,
In his little house.






Post Script:

The html for copy/paste/coloring these was such a pain in the ass. If I ever have to do that much work EVER again, I am going to throw my computer in the Ganges (from my living room). It took me like... 2 hours to fix the cluttered and useless html that was in it. Not to mention that it took quite a bit of time to find all of these rhymes in the first place and I had to look in a lot of places to get them.