NURSERY JINGLES
XXIII.
Birds of a feather flock together,
And so will pigs and swine.
Rats and mice will have their choice,
And so will I have mine.
XXIV.
Jack Sprat could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean;
And so betwixt them both, you see,
They licked the platter clean.
XXV.
I doubt, I doubt, my fire is out,
My little wife isn't at home.
I'll saddle my dog and I'll bridle my hog,
And I'll fetch my little wife home.
XXVI.
Here stands a fist.
Who put it there?
A better man than you.
Touch it if you dare.
XXVII.
Great A, little a, Bouncing B,
The cat's in the cupboard, and she can't see.
