Stranica 314 [314]
OCR
308 MOTHER GOOSES NURSERY RHYMES. When little Fred went to bed, He always said his prayers ; He kisse mamma, and then papa, And straightway went upstairs. SSN SS Bless you, bless you, bonny bee: Say, when will your wedding be? If it be to-morrow day, Take your wings and fly away. Jack Sprat's pig, He was not very little, Nor yet very big; He was not very lean, He was not very fat, He’ll do well for a grunt, Says little Jack Sprat.
