Pussy-cat ate the dumplings, the dumplings, Pussy-cat ate the dumplings. Mamma stood by, and cried, "Oh, fie! Why did you eat the dumplings?" DANCE, THUMBKIN DANCE Dance, Thumbkin, dance; (_keep the thumb in motion_ Dance, ye merrymen, everyone. (_all the fingers in motion_ For Thumbkin, he can dance alone, (_the thumb alone moving_ Thumbkin, he can dance alone. (_the thumb alone moving_ Dance, Foreman, dance, (_the first finger moving_ Dance, ye merrymen, everyone. (_all moving_ But Foreman, he can dance alone, (_the first finger moving_ Foreman, he can dance alone. (_the first finger moving_ Dance, Longman, dance, (_the second finger moving_ Dance, ye merrymen, everyone. (_all moving_ For Longman, he can dance alone, (_the second finger moving_ Longman, he can dance alone. (_the second finger moving_ Dance, Ringman, dance, (_the third finger moving_ Dance, ye merrymen, dance. (_all moving_ But Ringman cannot dance alone, (_the third finger moving_ Ringman, he cannot dance alone. (_the third finger moving_ Dance, Littleman, dance, (_the fourth finger moving_ Dance, ye merrymen, dance. (_all moving_ But Littleman, he can dance alone, (_the fourth finger moving_ Littleman, he can dance alone. (_the fourth finger moving_ MARY'S CANARY Mary had a pretty bird, Feathers bright and yellow, Slender legs--upon my word He was a pretty fellow! The sweetest note he always sung, Which much delighted Mary. She often, where the cage was hung, Sat hearing her canary. THE LITTLE BIRD Once I saw a little bird Come hop, hop, hop; So I cried, "Little bird, Will you stop, stop, stop?" And was going to the window To say, "How do you do?" But he shook his little tail, And far away he flew. 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. THE DUSTY MILLER Margaret wrote a letter, Sealed it with her finger, Threw it in the dam For the dusty miller. Dusty was his coat, Dusty was the siller, Dusty was the kiss I'd from the dusty miller. If I had my pockets Full of gold and siller, I would give it all To my dusty miller. A STAR Higher than a house, higher than a tree. Oh! whatever can that be? THE GREEDY MAN The greedy man is he who sits And bites bits out of plates, Or else takes up an almanac And gobbles all the dates. THE TEN O'CLOCK SCHOLAR A diller, a dollar, a ten o'clock scholar! What makes you come so soon? You used to come at ten o'clock, But now you come at noon. COCK-A-DOODLE-DO Oh, my pretty cock, oh, my handsome cock, I pray you, do not crow before day, And your comb shall be made of the very beaten gold, And your wings of the silver so gray. AN ICICLE Lives in winter, Dies in summer, And grows with its roots upward! A SHIP'S NAIL