ΤΗ Who lived on nothing but porridge! Parading the town, She turned cloak into gown! This thrifty old woman of Norwich. There was an old woman of Leeds, Who spent all her time in good deeds; She worked for the poor, Till her fingers were sore, This pious old woman of Leeds! L Little Bo-Peep ITTLE BO-peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them: Let them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them. Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep, And dreamt she heard them bleating: Then up she took her little crook, Determin'd for to find them: She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed It happen'd one day, as Bo-peep did stray, There she espy'd their tails side by side, All hung on a tree to dry. T She heav'd a sigh, and wip'd her eye, And over the hillocks went stump-o; Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee WEEDLE-DUM and Tweedle-dee For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee Had spoiled his nice new rattle. Just then flew by a monstrous crow, Which frightened both the heroes so, |