WHAT'S the news of the day,

W Good neighbour, I pray?

'They say the balloon

Is gone up to the moon."

K

ING'S SUTTON is a pretty town,

And lies all in a valley;

There is a pretty ring of bells,
Besides a bowling-alley :
Wine and liquor in good store,

Pretty maidens plenty;

Can a man desire more?

There ain't such a town in twenty.

G"

The moon doth shine as bright as day;

Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,
And come with your playfellows into the street.
Come with a whoop, come with a call,
Come with a good will or not at all.
Up the ladder and down the wall,
A halfpenny roll will serve us all.
You find milk, and I'll find flour,

And we'll have a pudding in half-an-hour.

OW

many days has my baby to play? Saturday, Sunday, Monday,

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,

Saturday, Sunday, Monday.

AROUN

And all the pretty maids are plain to be seen; Wash them with milk, and clothe them with silk, And write their names with a pen and ink.

SI was going to sell my eggs,

As was a man

I met a man with bandy legs,

Bandy legs and crooked toes;

I tripped up his heels, and he fell on his nose

MY

I'll tell you what 'twas all about:

I had money, and he had none,
And that's the way the row begun.

DOWN

DILLY

has come

up to
town

In a

yellow

petticoat

and a

green

gown.

ARBY and Joan were dress'd in black,

DAR

Sword and buckle behind their back; Foot for foot, and knee for knee,

Turn about Darby's company.

I'

F all the seas were one sea,

What a great sea that would be! And if all the trees were one tree, What a great tree that would be! And if all the axes were one axe, What a great axe that would be! And if all the men were one man, What a great man he would be! And if the great man took the great axe, And cut down the great tree,

And let it fall into the great sea,

What a splish splash that would be!