Sing jigmijole, the pudding-bowl, The table and the frame; My master he did cudgel me For speaking of my dame. CCCCXV. Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John Went to bed with his trowsers on; One shoe off, the other shoe on, Deedle, deedle, dumpling, my son John. CCCCXVI. Dibbity, dibbity, dibbity, doe. Give me a pancake And I'll go. Dibbity, dibbity, dibbity, ditter, Please to give me A bit of a fritter. CCCCXVII. Feedum, fiddledum fee, The cat's got into the tree. Pussy, come down, Or I'll crack your crown, And toss you into the sea. CCCCXVIII. Little Jack a Dandy Wanted sugar-candy, And fairly for it cried; But little Billy Cook Who always reads his book, Shall have a horse to ride. CCCCXIX. Hyder iddle diddle dell, A yard of pudding's not an ell; Not forgetting tweedle-dye, A tailor's goose will never fly. CCCCXX. Gilly Silly Jarter, Who has lost a garter? In a shower of rain, The miller found it, The miller ground it, And the miller gave it to Silly again. CCCCXXI. Hub a dub dub, Three men in a tub; And who do you think they be? The butcher, the baker, The candlestick-maker; Turn 'em out, knaves all three! CCCCXXII. Hey diddle, dinketty, poppety, pet, The merchants of London they wear scarlet; Silk in the collar, and gold in the hem, So merrily march the merchantmen. CCCCXXIII. Fiddle-de-dee, fiddle-de-dee, The fly shall marry the humble-bee. They went to the church, and married was she, The fly has married the humble-bee. CCCCXXIV. Hey, dorolot, dorolot! Hey, dorolay, dorolay! Hey, my bonny boat, bonny boat, Hey, drag away, drag away! CCCCXXV. A cat came fiddling out of a barn, With a pair of bag-pipes under her arm; She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee, The mouse has married the humble-bee; Pipe, cat,--dance, mouse, We'll have a wedding at our good house. CCCCXXVI. Hey! diddle, diddle, The cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon; The little dog laugh'd To see the sport, While the dish ran after the spoon. CCCCXXVII. Doodledy, doodledy, doodledy, dan, I'll have a piper to be my good man; And if I get less meat, I shall get game, Doodledy, doodledy, doodledy, dan. CCCCXXVIII. Tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee Resolved to have a battle, For tweedle-dum said tweedle-dee Had spoiled his nice new rattle. Just then flew by a monstrous crow, As big as a tar-barrel, Which frightened both the heroes so, They quite forgot their quarrel. CCCCXXIX. Come dance a jig To my Granny's pig, With a raudy, rowdy, dowdy; Come dance a jig To my Granny's pig, And pussy-cat shall crowdy. CCCCXXX. Pussicat, wussicat, with a white foot, When is your wedding? for I'll come to't. The beer's to brew, the bread's to bake, Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, don't be too late. CCCCXXXI.