Updated: 23/6/2020 There’s a crocodile in my lunchbox – by Robert Louis Stevenson Click on the book to buy on amazon.com Do you like reciting poems? Your poem could be the next poem of the week. Share your poems with us. Upload a...
READ MOREBY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower,Comes a pause in the day’s occupations, That is known as the Children’s Hour. I hear in the chamber above...
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READ MORECleanliness – by Charles Lamb Come, my little Robert, near-Fie! what filthy hands are here!Who, that e’er could understandThe rare structure of a hand,With its branching fingers fine,Work itself of hands divine,Strong, yet delicately...
READ MOREHumpty Dumpty Lyrics: Jack Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,Jack jump over the candlestick. Song There are many more fabulous nursery rhymes for children to learn.
READ MOREDiddle Diddle Dumpling Lyrics: A Candle Little Nanny EtticoatIn a white petticoat,And a red nose;The longer she standsThe shorter she grows. Song
READ MOREWhere Are You Going Lyrics: Diddle Diddle Dumpling Diddle diddle dumpling, my son JohnWent to bed with his breeches on,One stocking off, and one stocking on;Diddle diddle dumpling, my son John. Song There are a few variation of this nursery...
READ MOREBirds of A Feather Lyrics: Where Are You Going My Pretty Maid “Where are you going, my pretty maid?” “I’m going a-milking, sir,” she said. “May I go with you, my pretty maid?” “You’re kindly...
READ MOREWee Willie Winkie Lyrics: Birds Of A Feather 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. Song
READ MORELittle Tom Tucker Lyrics: Wee Willie Winkie Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,Upstairs and downstairs, in his nightgown;Rapping at the window, crying through the lock,“Are the children in their beds? Now it’s eight...
READ MOREThe Pumpkin-Eater Lyrics: Little Tom Tucker Little Tom Tucker Sings for his supper. What shall he eat? White bread and butter. How will he cut it Without e’er a knife? How will he be married Without e’er a wife? Song To ‘sing...
READ MOREFor Want of A Nail Lyrics: The Pumpkin-Eater Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater,Had a wife and couldn’t keep her;He put her in a pumpkin shell,And there he kept her very well.Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater Song
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