LITTLE RHYMES FOR LITTLE PEOPLE

Timaru Herald, Volume CXLIII, Issue 20896, 27 November 1937, Page 13

LITTLE RHYMES FOR LITTLE PEOPLE

THE SEASONS

Sumin r has come, Hlp-hlp-hooray! Won’t I be sad When she goes away. But then Autumn will come With her leaves red and brown, A flower crown on her head. And a gold satin gown. And then will come Winter So hardy and bold; With him he’ll bring Jack Frost So icy and cold. And then Spring will be here Bringing flowt so gay, And the birds in the trees Will be happy all day. (3 M" "ks and Merit Card awarded to Elsie Mills, Walmate.)

THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN There was an old woman, as I’ve heard tell, She went to the market, her eggs to sell; She went to the market, on a market day, And she fell asleep on the King’s highway. There came by a pedlar, whose name was Stout, He cut her petticoats all round about; He cut her petticoats up to the knees, Which made the old woman to shiver and freeze. When the little woman first did wake She began to wonder and she began to shake; She began to shiver and she began to cry, “Oh, deary, deary me, this is none of I! “But if it be I, as I do hope it be, I’ve a little dog at home, and he'll know me; If it be I, he’U wag his Uttle tall, And if it be not I, he’ll loudly bark and wail.” Home went the little woman, all in the dark, Up got the little dog, and he began to bark; He began to bark, and she began to cry: "Oh, deary, deary me, this is none of II”