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Showing posts with label Mother Goose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother Goose. Show all posts

Saturday, December 31, 2016

One Misty, Moisty Morning




One misty, moisty morning,
When cloudy was the weather,
I chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather.
He began to compliment, and I began to grin,
How do you do, and how do you do?
And how do you do again?


 "Mother Goose, the Original Volland Edition," (1915)

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

A Crooked Little Bird in a Crooked Tree


Hiking the nature trail at Faver Dykes, this bird kept his wings spread as if he was going to launch into flight.  The tall pine tree was lending and its branches had grown crooked in a very unusual way. It remind me of a Mother Goose poem. 
 
 "There was a crooked man,"
By Mother Goose
There was a crooked man,
and walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
 
"There was a crooked Bird"
By PL Fallin
 
There was a crooked bird,
Who flew a crooked mile,
He found a crooked branch against a crooked sky,
He caught a crooked fish, which caught a crooked bug,
And they all lived together in a tall crooked Pine.