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Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Fun Find! Extended Nursery Rhymes.

As I was stumbling around the interwebs I discovered a blog that shared the lost second versus of those well known nursery rhymes of our childhood. Well, my childhood anyway. Some of them are sad and kind of inappropriate for children while others are a refreshing addition to those classics that even children of today would love.

Here are two of my favorites of the bunch that I want to memorize and share with my kiddies I teach.

Baa Baa Black Sheep: The rest of the farm...
“Cluck, cluck, red hen, have you any eggs?
Yes sir, yes sir, as many as your legs.
One for your breakfast and one for your lunch;
Come back tomorrow and I’ll have another bunch.
Moo, moo brown cow, have you milk for me?
Yes sir, yes sir, as tasty as can be.
Churn it into butter, make it into cheese,
Freeze it into ice cream or drink it if you please.
Buzz, buzz busy bee, is your honey sweet?
Yes sir, yes sir, sweet enough to eat.
Honey on your muffin, honey on your cake,
Honey by the spoonful, as much as I can make"

Do Your Ears Hang Low?: See picture below for what semaphore-ing is...I lol'd when i discovered what it was.
"Do your ears hang high?
Do they reach up to the sky?
Do t
hey droop when they are wet?
Do they stiffen when they’re dry?
Can you semaphore your neighbour with a minimum of labour?
Do your ears hang high?"

There was also this longer version of Oh My Darling Clementine that was sad and then funny. I want to learn this one for when it's last call at my favorite pub with my best mates.
In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty niner,
And his daughter Clementine
Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Wearing boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.
Drove she ducklings to the water
Ev’ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.
Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
But, alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
How I missed her! How I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
But I kissed her little sister,
I forgot my Clementine.

Cool Huh! You're welcome. 8)

Love and Rhymes

~Valiant V


  1. shut up! its interesting to me and my teacher/parent friends. an any other friends who are children at heart. 8)