Oldal 121 [121]
OCR
SIMPLE SIMON. He rode an ass about the streets, _ But couldn’t find one there. Simple Simon went a-fishing For to catch a whale: All the water he had got Was in his mother’s pail. He went for to eat honey Out of the mustard-pot, He bit his tongue until he cried, That was all the good he got. He went to ride a spotted cow, That had a little calf, She threw him down upon the ground, Which made the people laugh. Once Simon made a great snowball, And brought it in to roast; He laid it down before the fire, And soon the ball was lost. He went to slide upon the ice, Before the ice would bear; Then he plunged in above his knees, Which made poor Simon stare. 8—2 II5
