Muttergans
Autor: Zefiiel
Who killed Cock Robin?
“I,” said the sparrow,
“With my little bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin,”
Who saw him die?
“I,” said the fly,
“With my little eye,
I saw him die.”
Who caught his blood?
“I,” said the fish,
“With my little dish,
I caught his blood.”
Who’ll make his shroud?
“I,” said the beetle,
“With my thread and needle.
I’ll make his shroud.”
Who’ll carry the torch?
“I,” said the linnet,
“I’ll come in a minute,
I’ll carry the torch.”
Who’ll be the clerk?
“I,” said the lark,
“If it’s not in the dark,
I’ll be the clerk.”
Who’ll dig his grave?
“I,” said the owl,
“With my spade and trowel
I’ll dig his grave.”
Who’ll be the parson?
“I,” said the rook,
“With my little book,
I’ll be the parson.”
Who’ll be chief mourner?
“I,” said the dove,
“I mourn for my love,
I’ll be chief mourner.”
Who’ll sing a psalm?
“I,” said the thrush,
“As I sit in a bush.
I’ll sing a psalm.”
Who’ll carry the coffin?
“I,” said the kite,
“If it’s not in the night,
I’ll carry the coffin.”
Who’ll toll the bell?
“I,” said the bull,
“Because I can pull,
I’ll toll the bell.”
All the birds of the air
Fell sighing and sobbing,
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin
THE BIRD SCARER
Away, birds, away!
Take a little and leave a little,
And do not come again;
For if you do,
I will shoot you through,
And there will be an end of you.
BAA, BAA, BLACK SHEEP
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, marry, have I,
Three bags full;
One for my master,
One for my dame,
But none for the little boy
Who cries in the lane.
DAPPLE-GRAY
I had a little pony,
His name was Dapple-Gray,
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away.
She whipped him, she slashed him,
She rode him through the mire;
I would not lend my pony now
For all the lady’s hire
MISS MUFFET
Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey;
There came a big spider,
And sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.
THE CROOKED SIXPENCE
There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence beside a crooked stile;
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
GEORGY PORGY
Georgy Porgy, pudding and pie,
Kissed the girls and made them cry.
When the boys came out to play,
Georgy Porgy ran away.
Solomon Grundy, born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Grew worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday.
That was the end of Solomon Grundy.
Lizzie Borden took an axe,
She gave her father forty whacks -
When she saw what she has done
she gave her mother forty-one
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;
All the King’s horses, and all the King’s men
Cannot put Humpty Dumpty together again.
There died a man,
a very useless man
When putting him into the grave
they couldn't find his finger anywhere
His head had rolled
underneath the bed,
his limbs were scattered everywhere
in the room
My mother she killed me
My father he ate me
My sisters and brothers
Gathered together all my bones
and laid them beneath a cold gravestone
^^
Ich habe nen 'kleinen' God Child flash XD