Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white as snow;
And everywhere that Mary went
That lamb was sure to go.

He followed her school one day;
That was against the rule:
It made the children laugh and play
To see a lamb at school.

And so the teacher turned him out,
But still he lingered near,
And waited patiently about
Till Marry did appear.

Then he ran to her, and laid
His head upon her arm,
As if he said, 'I'm not afraid,-
You'll keep me from all harm.'

Come little children come to me,
I will teach u A B C
A B C D E F G ,
H I J K L M N O P,
L M N O P Q R S T,
U V W X Y Z,
X Y Z Sugar on the bread,
If you don't like this,
Then go to bed.

How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh! I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do !


Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
Rivers and trees and cattle and all
Over the country side.


Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown.
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!

My sweet doll is with whom I play
With whom I dance,
With whom I stay,
When she wears
A purple frock
She looks like Goldie Lock
And I dream that my
Doll will come alive never to depart.

The kids next door have everything
you can think of and yet they love to come in
and play with us.
Their mother makes an awful fuss.
Says, ‘You’ll come filthy, in such a mess!’
Oh yes!

That’s just what they like about our place.
Nobody says, ‘Go wash you face,’
or "Look at your shoes! Look at your hair!"
My Ma, she doesn’t seem to care,
When we’re having fun it’s quite all right,
it will all come off in the bath tonight.
My Ma, she thinks that dirt and noise
are rather good for girls and boys.

Once upon a jungle
In a land not far away
There was an awful bungle
In a den where lions lay.

There were two mighty lions...
I've made a mistake there...
One was a mighty lioness,
Now, that's being right and fair.

These two awesome beasties
Were parents fond and proud
Of a litter of loitering lion cubs
That called out clear and loud.

The lion cubs, they grew on,
And soon they lost their mew,
All but the strongest, oldest son.
Oh, What could his parents do?

They tried to make him roar,
And practised through the night,
That only left them tired 'n' sore,
But couldn't put him right!
They tried to keep it secret,
A shame to them, my dear,
Till the nosy egret
heard him loud and clear.

Rattled her little birdbrain,
Looked to left and right...
Sounded like a cat in pain...
There wasn't a cat in sight!

And then she had him spotted
The poor lion that mewed
Through the forest he trotted
To practise and to brood.

The egret told the jackal,
The monkey and the snail,
Soon the message reached them all,
A sad and funny tale.

They called the poor guy Jelly Bean
To make him feel more small.
I wonder why they were so mean...
But sometimes, aren't we all?

Poor Jelly Bean, the lion
We'll call him JB, fine?
Spoke not, was always sighing,
But looked quite leonine.

Dear JB, our sad hero,
Just waited for the day
He'd prove he wasn't a zero
And roar their taunts away.

The monkey caught him one day,
And challenged him to gulp
A bush of fruit, so red and gay,
Or chew it down to pulp.

"My only chance", thought JB,
And opened his jaws so wide
The monkey shinnied up a tree,
He knew he had to hide!

The charge was straight and fast,
The jaws clamped hard and tight,
The fruit went in, down to the last,
Oh! what a dreadful bite!

Poor JB, oh he knew not
It was a chilly tree,
All he felt was burning pain.
A happy tragedy.

For as the pain tore through,
JB thought he'd die
He screamed his loudest, not a mew,
A roar that shook the sky.

Wedding Poems