قراءة كتاب Denslow's Mother Goose

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Denslow's Mother Goose

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does your garden grow?

With cockle-shells and silver bells, And pretty maids all in a row.

Bye, baby bunting,

Daddy's gone a hunting,

He'll never get this rabbit's skin,

To wrap the baby bunting in.

Little Jack Horner

Sat in the corner,

Eating a Christmas pie;

He put in his thumb,

And he took out a plum,

And said,

"What a good boy am I!"

Old King Cole

Was a merry old soul,

And a merry old soul was he:

He called for his pipe,

And he called for his bowl,

And he called for his fiddlers three.

Every fiddler, he had a fiddle,

And a very fine fiddle had he;

Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers.

Oh, there's none so rare,

As can compare

With King Cole and his fiddlers three.