Nursery Rhymes
Pussycat, Pussycat Three Little Kittens Two Little Kittens
Hey, Diddle, Diddle A Cat Came Fiddling The Robber Kitten
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat I Love Little Pussy Poor Dog Bright
The Lazy Cat Little Robin Redbreast Ding Dong Bell
Mother Tabbyskins


Pussycat, Pussycat

Pussycat, pussycat, where have you been?
I've been to London to visit the Queen.
Pussycat, pussycat, what did you there?
I frightened a little mouse under her chair.


Hey, Diddle, Diddle

Hey, diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.

The Cat and the Fiddle
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat
by Edward Lear

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
You ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."

<>So they took it way and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Two Little Kittens

Two little kittens, one stormy night,
Begun to quarrel, and then to fight;
One had a mouse, the other had none,
And that's the way the quarrel begun. 

"I'll have that mouse," said the biggest cat;
"You'll have that mouse? We'll see about that!"
"I will have that mouse," said the eldest son;
"You shan't have the mouse," said the little one. 

I told you before 'twas a stormy night;
When these two little kittens began to fight;
The old woman seized her sweeping broom,
And swept the kittens right out of the room. 

The ground was covered with frost and snow,
And the two little kittens had no where to go;
So they laid them down on the mat at the door,
While the old woman finished sweeping the floor. 

Then they crept in, as quiet as mice,
All wet with snow, and cold as ice,
For they found it was better, that stormy night,
To lie down and sleep than to quarrel and fight.

Three Little Kittens

Three little kittens,
They lost their mittens,
And they began to cry,
Oh, mother, dear,
We sadly fear,
Our mittens we have lost.

What! Lost your mittens,
You naughty kittens,
Then you shall have no pie.
Meow, meow,
Then you shall have no pie.

The three little kittens,
They found their mittens,
And they began to cry,
Oh, mother, dear,
See here, see here,
Our mittens we have found.

What, found your mittens,
Then you're good kittens,
And you shall have some pie.
Purr-rr, purr-rr,
Then you shall have some pie.

Three little kittens,
Put on their mittens,
And soon ate up the pie.
Oh, mother, dear,
We sadly fear,
Our mittens we have soiled.

Three little kittens

What! Soiled your mittens,
You naughty kittens,
And they began to sigh.
Meow, meow,
And they began to sigh.

The three little kittens,
They washed their mittens,
And hung them out to dry.
Oh, mother, dear,
Do you not hear,
Our mittens we have washed?

What! Washed your mittens?
Then you're good kittens!
But I smell a rat close by.
Meow, meow,
We smell a rat close by.

A Cat Came Fiddling

A cat came fiddling out
of the barn,
With a pair of bagpipes
under her arm;
She could sing nothing
but fiddle-cum-fee
The mouse has married
the humble bee
Pipe, cat!  Dance, mouse!
We'll have a wedding at our good house

I Love Little Pussy

I love little pussy,
Her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her,
She'll do me no harm.

So I'll not pull her tail,
Or rive her away,
But pussy and I
Together will play.

She will sit by my side,
And I'll give her some food,
And she'll like me because
I'm gentle and good.
The Robber Kitten

A kitten once to its mother said,
"I'll never more be good;
But I'll go and be a robber fierce,
And live in a dreary wood,
Wood, wood, wood,
And live in a dreary wood."

So off it went to the dreary wood,
And there it met a cock,
And blew its hat, with a pistol, off,
Which gave it an awful shock!
Shock, shock, shock,
Which gave it an awful shock!

It climbed a tree to rob a nest
Of young and tender owls
But the branch broke off and the kitten fell,
With six tremendous howls!
Hows, hows, howls,
With six tremendous howls!

Soon after that it met a cat;
"Now, give to me  your purse;
Or I'll shoot you through, and stab you too,
And kill you, which is worse!
Worse, worse, worse,
And kill you, which is worse."
One day it met a Robber Dog,
And they sat down to drink;
The dog did joke, and laugh and sing
Which made the kitten wink,
Wink, wink, wink!
Which made the kitten wink!

At last they quarrelled; then they fought,
Beneath the greenwood tree;
Till puss was felled with an awful club,
Most terrible to see!
See, see, see,
Most terrible to see!

When puss got up, its eye was shut,
And swelled, and black, and blue;
Moreover, all its bones were sore,
So it began to mew!
Mew, mew, mew,
So it began to mew!

Then up it rose, and scratched its nose,
And went home and said;
"Oh! Mother dear, behold me here,
I'll never more be bad,
Bad, bad, bad,
I'll never more be bad."
The Lazy Cat

Pussy, where have you been today?
In the meadows, asleep in the hay.
Pussy, you are a lazy cat,
If you have done no more than that.

Poor Dog  Bright

Poor Dog Bright,
Ran off with all his might,
Because the Cat was after him,
Poor Dog Bright.

Poor Cat Fight,
Ran off with all her might,
Because the Dog was after her,
Poor Cat Fright.

Little Robin Redbreast

Little robin redbreast sat upon a tree,

Up went pussy cat and down went he.
Down came pussy cat, and away robin ran,
Says little robin redbreast, "Catch me if you can."

Ding Dong Bell

Ding dong bell!
Pussy's in the well!
Who put her in?
Little Tommy Lin.
Who pulled her out?
Little Tommy Stout.
What a naughty boy was that
To drown poor pussy cat,
Who never did any harm,
But killed all the mice in father's barn.
Mother Tabbyskins

Sitting at a window,
In her cloak and hat,
I saw Mother Tabbyskins,
The real old cat!

Very old, very old,
Cruplety and lame;
Teaching kittens how to scold--
Is it not a shame?

Kittens in the garden,
Looking in her fce,
Learning how to spit and swear,
Oh, what a disgrace!

Very wrong, very wrong,
Very wrong, and gbad;
Such a subject for our song,
Makes us all too sad.

Old Mother Tabbyskins,
Sticking out her hand,
Gave a howl, and then a yowl,
Hobbled off to bed.

Very sick, very sick,
Very savage, too;
Pray send for a doctor quick,
Any one will do!

Doctor mouse came creeping,
Creeping to her bed;
Lanced her gums and felt her pulse,
Whispered she was dead.

Very sly, very sly,
The real old cat,
Open kept her weather eye--
Mouse!  Beware of that!

Old Mother Tabbyskins,
Saying "Serves hm right,"
Gobbled up the doctor,
With infinite delight.

"Very fast, very fast,
Very pleasant, too--
What a pity it can't last!
Bring another, do."

Doctor Dog comes running,
Jus to see her begs;
Round his neck a comforter,
Trousers on his legs.

Very grand, very grand--
Golden-headed cane
Swinging gaily from his hand,
Mischief in his brain!

"Dear Mother Tabbyskins,
And how are you now?
Let me feel your pulse--so, so;
Show your tongue--bow wow."

"Very ill, very ill."
"Please attempt to purr;
Will you take a draught or pill?
Which do you prefer?"

Ah, Mother Tabbyskins,
Who is now afraid?
Of poor little Doctor Mouse
You a mouthful made.

Very nice, very nice,
Little doctor he,
But for Doctor Dog's advice
You must pay the fee.

Doctor Dog comes nearer,
Says she must be bled;
I heard Mother Tabbyskins
Screaming in her bed.

Very close, very close,
Scuffling out and in;
Doctor Dog looks full and gross--
Where is Tabbyskins?

I will tell the moral
Without any fuss;
Those who lead the young astray,
Always suffer thus,

Very nice, very  nice,
Let our conduct be;
For all doctors are not mice,
Some are dogs, you see!

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