#English
Jonathan Jo Has a mouth like an 'O’ And a wheelbarrow full of surprise… If you ask for a bat, Or for something like that,
Between the woods the afternoon Its fallen in a golden swoon, The sun looks down from quiet skie… To where a quiet water lies, And silent trees stoop down to the…
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,
I met a Man as I went walking: We got talking, Man and I. ‘Where are you going to, Man?’ I… (I said to the Man as he went by)…
I had a penny, A bright new penny, I took my penny To the market square. I wanted a rabbit,
Little Boy kneels at the foot of… Droops on the little hands little… Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares! Christopher Robin is saying his p… God bless Mummy. I know that’s ri…
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
In days of peace my fellow-men Rightly regarded me as more like A Bishop than a Major-Gen., And nothing since has made me warl… But when this agelong struggle end…
These are my two drops of rain Waiting on the window-pane. I am waiting here to see Which the winning one will be. Both of them have different names.
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…
Here I go up in my swing Ever so high. I am the King of the fields, and… Of the town. I am the King of the earth, and t…
She wore her yellow sun-bonnet, She wore her greenest gown; She turned to the south wind And curtsied up and down. She turned to the sunlight
There were Two Little Bears who… And one of them was Bad and the o… Good Bear learnt his Twice Times… But Bad Bear left all his buttons… They lived in a Tree when the wea…
What is the matter with Mary Jane… She’s crying with all her might an… And she won’t eat her dinner– rice… What is the matter with Mary Jane… What is the matter with Mary Jane…
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…