Goosey, Goosey, Gander

Pussycat Mew

Pussycat Mew jumped over a coal,
And in her best petticoat burnt a great hole.

Poor Pussy's weeping, she'll have no more milk,
Until her best petticoat's mended with silk!

GOOSEY, goosey, gander,
Whither dost thou wander?
Up stairs and down stairs,
And in my lady's chamber.

There I met an old man
That would not say his prayers;
I took him by the left leg,
And threw him down stairs.