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e, On a boisterous day, A gale Broke the tail, And it soon flew away. And while On a stile, He sat sighing and sad, Charley Gray Came that way, A good natured lad. "Don't cry; Wipe your eye," Said he, "little Jack; Stay here; Never fear, And I'll soon bring it back." To the stile, With a smile, He presently brought The kite, And John White Thanked him much, as he ought. [Illustration] Simple Simon met a pieman, Going to the fair. Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware." Says the pieman to Simple Simon, "Show me first your penny." Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Indeed, I have not any." Simple Simon went a-fishing, For to catch a whale; All the water he had got, Was in his mother's pail. Simple Simon went to look If plums grew on a thistle, He pricked his fingers very much, Which made poor Simon whistle. Then Simple Simon went a-hunting, For to catch a hare; He rode on a goat about the street, But could not find one there. He went for water in a sieve But soon it all run through; And now poor Simple Simon Bids you all adieu! [Illustration] I had a little hobby horse, And it was dapple grey, Its head was made of pea-straw, Its tail was made of hay. I sold it to an old woman For a copper groat; And I'll not sing my song again Without a new coat. He that would thrive, Must rise at five; He that hath thriven, May lie till seven; And he that by the plough would thrive, Himself must either hold or drive. [Illustration] Tom, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig and away he run; The pig was eat, And Tom was beat, And Tom ran crying down the street. A Farmer went trotting upon his grey mare, Bumpety bumpety bump, With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair, Lumpety lumpety lump. A raven cried croak, and they all tumbled down Bumpety bumpety bump; The mare broke her knees and the farmer his crown, Lumpety lumpety lump. The mischievous raven flew laughing away, Bumpety bumpety bump, And vowed he would serve them the same next day, Lumpety lumpety lump. [Illustration] Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing? Speak a little louder, sir, I am very thick o' hearing. Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly? Thank you, kind sir, I hear very
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