Monday, January 15, 2007

this little pig....


This little pig went to market....

This little pig stayed at home.....

This little pig had roast beef....

This little pig had none.....

And this little pig cried
(wee-wee-wee) (a collaboration of patricia m.)

all the way home....

6 comments:

patricia m. said...

There was an old woman
Who lived in a shoe
She had so many kids
She didn't know what to do
She gave them some broth
Without any bread
And wiped them all soundly
And sent them to bed

(from Mother Goose's Stories)

patricia m. said...

Hark hark the dogs do bark
The beggars are coming to town
Some in raggs and some in tags
And one in a velvet gown.

(More Mother Goose...)

I memorized them.

patricia m. said...

By the way, the one about the Little Pigs, you missed this point:

"And this little pig cried -
Wee wee wee wee all the way home".

Hehehehehehehe

patricia m. said...

Last, but not least, from the ones I memorized:

Star light star bright
First star I see tonight
I wish, I may, I wish, I might
Have the wish I wish tonight.

See you on Wednesday, what a boring Tuesday it will be at the airport in Guarulhos, oh my.

Anonymous said...

X Roman soldiers in a battle line
One tripped on his spear, and then there were nine.
IX Roman soldiers staying up late
One drifted off to sleep, and then there were eight.
VIII Roman soldiers wished they were in heaven;
The augurs damned one, then there were seven.
VII Roman soldiers playing strategic tricks;
A catapult shot one, and then there were six.
VI Roman soldiers, well fed and alive
Till one ate poisoned food, and then there were five.
V Roman soldiers battering on a door;
One was crushed beneath the ram, and then there were four.
IV Roman soldiers stepping out so free,
One was slung up in a net, and then there were three.
III Roman soldiers to their Legion true,
One absconded with the Flag, and then there were two.
II Roman soldiers crossed the Rubicon,
One drowned in the stream, and then there was one.
I Roman soldier living all alone:
He broke his heart when Caesar died, and then there were none.


From Shakespeare's Mother Goose for Julius Caesar:

Anonymous said...

Ten little Injuns standin' in a line,
One toddled home and then there were nine;
Nine little Injuns swingin' on a gate,
One tumbled off and then there were eight.
One little, two little, three little, four little, five little Injun boys,
Six little, seven little, eight little, nine little, ten little Injun boys.
Eight little Injuns gayest under heav'n.
One went to sleep and then there were seven;
Seven little Injuns cuttin' up their tricks,
One broke his neck and then there were six.
Six little Injuns all alive,
One kicked the bucket and then there were five;
Five little Injuns on a cellar door,
One tumbled in and then there were four.
Four little Injuns up on a spree,
One got fuddled and then there were three;
Three little Injuns out on a canoe,
One tumbled overboard and then there were two.
Two little Injuns foolin' with a gun,
One shot t'other and then there was one;
One little Injun livin' all alone,
He got married and then there were none.


The original piece, then called "10 Little Injuns", was written by songwriter Septimus Winner in the 1860's for a minstrel show and was much more elaborate.