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;
When down came a blackbird,
   And pecked off her nose.

(Some versions add a happy ending which reads:
They sent for the king's doctor,
   Who sewed it on again,
And he sewed it on so neatly,
   The seam was never seen.)


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Pat-a-Cake


Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man,
Bake me a cake as fast as you can;
Pat it and prick it and mark it with a B
Put it in the oven for Batman and me.


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Solomon Grundy


Solomon Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday.
This is the end 
Of Solomon Grundy.