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TEN LITTLE INDIAN BOYS

One little Indian boy making a canoe,

Another came to help him and then there were two.

Two little Indian boys climbing up a tree,

They saw another one and then there were three.

Three little Indian boys playing on the shore,

The called another one and then there were four.

Four little Indian boys learning how to dive,

An older one taught them and then there were five.

Five making arrows then from slender shining sticks,

One came to lend a bow and then there were six.

Six little Indian boys wishing for eleven,

One only could they find and then there were seven.

Seven little Indian boys marched along in state,

One joined the growing line and then there were eight.

Eight little Indian boys camping near the pine,

One came with bait for fish and then there were nine.

Nine little Indian boys growing to be men,

Captured another brave and then there were ten.

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RIDDLE

Purple, yellow, red and green,

The King cannot reach it, nor the Queen,

Nor can my father, whose power's so great:

Tell me this riddle while I count eight!

(A rainbow)

The frog is green, green, green,

So is the tree one, two, tree.

Red, red, red the rose,

Blue, blue, blue the dress,

Grey, grey, grey the rat,

And so is the cat!

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The English King and his queen with whole servants and an army

Cannot reach it from the heaven to the ground, as can be.

They called to the palace whole scientists in the world,

And ordered them to deliver this at personally of.

Although all the people heard their wishes in your ears,

A platoon can not to get a gift from heaven yet .

Little children! Guess rather, What is it, to want all of them,

While I count one, two, three, four, five, six, seven!

LITTLE RED RIDDINGHOOD

Right through the woods not very far

Lives Red Ridding Hoods grandma.

To visit her, she often takes

Butter, eggs and home-made cakes.

Her Mummy tells her every day:

Dont talk to strangers on the way!

Two squirrels watch Red Riding Hood

As she goes walking through the wood.

They see a wolf and warn and shout:

There is a big bad wolf about!

The wolf pretends to show such charm,

She never dreams that he could harm.

She tells him all he wants to know

And to the house the wolf does go.

A kind woodcutter, chopping sticks,

Stops the bad wolfs wicked tricks.

He hears the poor old grand mas call

And kills the wolf and saves them all.

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WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO, MY LITTLE CAT?

Where are you going to, my little cat?

Im going to town to buy a hat.

What? A hat for a cat? A cat in a hat?

Who ever saw a cat in a hat?

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UMBRELLAS

U is for umbrellas

That bloom in rainy weather,

Like many colored mushrooms,

Sprouting upward all together.

How useful an umbrella is!

But still I often wonder

If a roof on stormy evenings

Isnt nicer to be under.

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THE MITTEN SONG

'Thumbs in the thumb-place,

Fingers all together!'

This is the song,

We sing in mitten weather.

When it is cold,

It doesn't matter whether

Mittens are wool,

Or made of finest leaser.

This is the song,

We sing in mitten weather.

'Thumbs in the thumb-place,

Fingers all together!'

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JONATHAN BING

Poor old Jonathan Bing

Went out in his carriage to visit the King,

But everyone pointed and said, Look at that!

Jonathan Bing has forgotten his hat!

Poor old Jonathan Bing

Went home and put on a new hat for the King.

But up by the palace a solder said, Hi!

You can't see the King, you've forgotten your tie!

Poor old Jonathan Bing

He put on a beautiful tie for the King,

But when he arrived the guests said, Ho!

You can't come to the court in pyjamas, you know.

Poor old Jonathan Bing

Went home and wrote a short note to the King:

Will you excuse me, I won't come to tea,

For home's the best place all people like me!

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NO, REALLY!

A cock and seven little goats

Sat in the swallow's nest,

They cleaned their teeth, and brushed their coats,

And then they had a rest.

The donkey put his slippers on,

Across the roof he flew,

And if this story's false, my dear,

Well, then, it isn't true!

At evening seven little goats

Came and were taking a eat.

And each ones went to the bed

With dressed slippers on legs .

Till a cock will be sing at dawn,

They will not jumping still.

If you isn't live about it,

You will not be sleep!

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A WISE OLD OWL

A wise old owl sat in an oak.

The more he heard, the less he spoke.

The less he spoke, The more he heard.

Follow the example of the old wise bird.

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THE LION AND THE MOUSE

Look at the lion. He is wild animal. He is called the king of the animals, because he is very strong. You can see a lion in the Zoo.

A lion is very big, but a mouse is quite small. Everybody knows what a mouse is like.

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MICE

I think, mice

Are rather nice.

Their tails are long.

Their faces small.

They haven't any

Chins at all.

Their ears are pink,

Their teeth are white,

They run about

The house at night.

They nibble things

They shouldn't touch

And no one seems

To like them much.

But I think mice

Are nice.

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A CHEERFUL OLD BEAR

A cheerful old bear at the Zoo

Could always find something to do.

When it bored him to go

On a walk to and fro,

He reversed it, and walked fro and to.

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MRS. POFF

On the Mount of Bollyboff

Lived the tailor, Mr. Poff.

One fine day his wife was sitting

On the balcony and knitting:

Dawn she fell and he said:

Quick, a needle and some thread!

When hed stitched with might and main,

Mrs. Poff could walk again!

Mike was in such a harry that he did not see

The big stone. He fell over in and hurt his knee.

When Mike has a tooth-ache, he goes to the dentist.

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