Nursery Rhymes

Hickory Dickory Dock 

Hickory Dickory Dock, The Sime ran for the Gen
The Gen yelled 'Shen' and ran from him
Hickory Dickory Dock

Mary had a tamed pen Gen

Mary had a tamed pen Gen, tamed pen Gen, tamed pen Gen
Mary had a tamed pen Gen, it's field, it shone like Gold

It followed her to town one day, town one day, town one day
It followed her to town one day which was against the rules

A junct, rode near and zlinned the field, zlinned the field, zlinned the field
A junct rode near and zlinned the field and carried off that Gen

Mary was beside herself, beside herself, beside herself
Mary was beside herself her Gen had been taken

The Gen was not so tame a Gen, tame a Gen, as people thought
The Gen he did kill that mean junct - and keep his field intact

The moral is a simple thing, simple thing, a simple thing
As for tame Gens there are none - who follows all the rules.

Rock-a-bye Gen in the kill room

Rock-a-bye Gen in the kill room
Where the Gen runs the Si-me will zlin
Where the Gen fears the Si-ime will kill
Rock-a-bye Ge-en so peaceful and still 

This Little Gen

This little Gen went to 'market'
This little Gen stayed 'penned'
This little Gen gave 'selyn'
This little Gen gave 'shen'
And this little Gen became Rior all the way in


©Cheryl Wolverton

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