#EnglishWriters
Of all the Knights in Appledore The wisest was Sir Thomas Tom. He multiplied as far as four, And knew what nine was taken from To make eleven. He could write
I had a penny, A bright new penny, I took my penny To the market square. I wanted a rabbit,
Ernest was an elephant, a great bi… Leonard was a lion with a six foot… George was a goat, and his beard w… And James was a very small snail. Leonard had a stall, and a great b…
Same old trenches, same old view, Same old rats as blooming tame, Same old dug-outs, nothing new, Same old smell, the very same, Same old bodies out in front,
Tattoo was the mother of Pinkle P… A little black nothing of feet and… And by-and-by, when his eyes came… He saw his mother, the big Tattoo… And all that he learned he learned…
Whenever I walk in a London stree… I’m ever so careful to watch my fe… And I keep in the squares, And the masses of bears, Who wait at the corners all ready…
James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree Took great Care of his Mother,
A lion has a tail and a very fine… And so has an elephant, and so has… And so has a crocodile, and so has… They’ve all got tails but me. If I had sixpence I would buy one…
Has anybody seen my mouse? I opened his box for half a minute… Just to make sure he was really in… And while I was looking, he jumpe… I tried to catch him, I tried, I…
A lion has a tail and a very fine… And so has an elephant and so has… And so has a crocodile, and so has… They’ve all got tails but me. If I had sixpence I would buy one…
Where the water-lilies go To and fro, Rocking in the ripples of the wate… Lazy on a leaf lies the Lake King… And the faint winds shake her.
What shall I call My dear little dormouse? His eyes are small, But his tail is e-nor-mouse. I sometimes call him Terrible Joh…
There’s sun on the river and sun o… You can hear the sea if you stand… There’s eight new puppies at Roun… And I saw an old sailor with only… But everyone says, “Run along!”
Where am I going? I don’t quite k… Down to the stream where the king—… Up on the hill where the pine—tree… Anywhere, anywhere. I don’t know. Where am I going? The clouds sail…
Lords of the Nursery Wait in a row, Five on the high wall, And four on the low; Big Kings and Little Kings,