Stranica 234 [234]
228 MOZHER GOOSES NURSERY RHYMES.
Swan, swan, over the sea;
Swim, swan, swim.
Swan, swan, back again;
Well, swan, swam.
One misty moisty morning,
When cloudy was the weather,
I met a little old man,
Clothed all in leather,
Clothed all in leather,
With a strap below his chin.
you do?
And how do you do again?
Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John,
He went to bed with his stockings on;
One shoe off, and one shoe on,
Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John.