Alas! Alas!
For Miss McKay!
Her knives and forks
Have run away.
And when the cups
And spoons are going,
She’s sure there is
No way of knowing.

Alphabets

A – B – C – D – E – F – G
H – I – J – K – L – M – N – O – P
Q – R – S
T – U – V
W – X
Y and Z.
Now I know my ABC
Next time won’t you sing with me

Blind

All but blind
In his chambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four clawed mole.
All but blind
In the evening sky
The hooded Bat
Twirls softly by.
All but blind
In the burning day
The Barn Owl blunders
On her way.
And blind as are
These three to me,
So, blind to Some-one
I must be.

Bee

Ally, bally, ally bally bee,
Sittin’ on yer mammy’s knee.
Greetin’ for anether bawbee,
Tae buy mair Coulter’s candy.

Ally, bally, ally bally bee,
When you grow up you’ll go to sea.
Makin’ pennies for your daddy and me,
Tae buy mair Coulter’s candy.

Mammy gie me ma thrifty doon,
Here’s auld Coulter comin’ roon.
Wi’ a basket on his croon.
Selling Coulter’s candy.

Little Annie’s greetin’ tae,
Sae whit puir wee Mammy dae.
But gae them a penny atween them twae
Tae buy mair Coulter’s candy.

Poor wee Jeannie’s lookin’ affa thin.
A rickle o’banes covered ower wi’ skin.
Noo she’s gettin’ a double chin,
Wi’ sookin’ Coulter’s candy.

Apple Pie

An apple pie,
When it looks nice,
Would make
one long
To have a slice;
But if the taste
Should prove so, too,
I fear one slice
Would scarcely do.
So, to prevent
My asking twice,
Pray, Mamma,
Cut a large slice!

Queen

I would like to be a queen.
And to walk in gardens green,
And to have the pages all before me bow.

And I ever would be seen
Guarded by the soldiers keen,
With a gleaming golden crown upon my brow.