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NURSERY RHVMES.

 

The bull’s in the barn threshing the corn ;
The cock’s on the dunghill blowing his horn,
The cat’s at the fire frying of fish,

The dog’s in the pantry breaking his dish.

LXIXx.

THERE was an old woman who rode on a broom,
With a high gee ho, gee humble;

And she took her old cat behind for a groom,
With a bimble, bamble, bumble.

They travelled along till they came to the sky,
With a high gee ho, gee humble;

But the journey so long made them very hungry,
With a bimble, bamble, bumble.

Says Tom, “I can find nothing here to eat,
With a high gee ho, gee humble;

So let us go back again, I entreat,
With a bimble, bamble, bumble.”

The old woman would not go back so soon,
With a high gee ho, gee humble ;

For she wanted to visit the Man in the Moon,
With a bimble, bamble, bumble.