Oldal 300 [300]
294 MOTHER GOOSES NURSERY RHYMES.
The mischievous raven flew laughing away,
Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
And vowed he would serve them the same the next day,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump |!
Little Betty Blue
Lost her holiday shoe,
What can little Betty do?
Give her another
To match the other,
And then she may walk
in two.
Hush-a-bye, baby, lie still
with thy daddy,
Thy mammy is gone to the mill,
To get some meal to bake a cake,
So pray, my dear baby, lie still.
You shall have an apple,
You shall have a plum,
You shall have a rattle-basket,
When papa comes home.