New
Nursery Rhymes
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written
by "Fairy"
copyright©Twilite1996
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Contents:
I'd
like to be a Pirate
Little
Peter Pocket
The
Moon
Free
Ride
Poor
Little Witch
Sheepy
sleep or sleepy sheep?
Catch
your feet
NaughtyWind
My
Little Kitty Kat
My
Pal
A
Troll in my cupboard
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I’d like to be a
pirate one day
with so many harbours to stay
Through the seven seas I’ll sail
whilst around me the sirens will wail
I’d rob all the ships come passing
by
and give to the poor in a wink of an
eye
Then it won‘t take very long
when you will hear a tell-tale song,
about the fearless pirate at sea
and you'll know – that pirate is
ME!!
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Little
Peter Pocket

Little Peter Pocket
just loved to pick a pocket
Picking a pocket one day
he tripped and fell in the hay
As alas, from that pocket
he’d picked out a lock-it
which stuck on his finger
and there it may linger
forever and maybe more
I assume now his finger is sore!!
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The
Moon
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The sky was clear and the stars were
bright
The moon above was a beautiful sight
He smiled so
brightly, it blinded me
So I closed my eyes, yet still
could see
He gave me a wink so
filled with cheer
Though far away, I felt he was near
He hummed me a lullabye so soft and
sweet
Feeling comfy, I soon fell asleep
I woke up this
morning and the moon was gone
But alas, I’ve forgotten his
beautiful song.
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Free
ride

Once upon a time in the dark dark
jungle
There was a little mouse whose name
was Bungle
Running through the jungle one day
he heard someone shout; „Hey! Hey!“
He stopped to see
from where came the plea
and so was attacked by a flea
....who then took a ride through the jungle.
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Poor
little witch
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Oh, it was so tragic
as she’d lost her magic
and could not remember where.
Ss she sat on a stone,
which started to moan
The groans were hard to bear
She said she was sorry
but did not have to worry
for the stone was really a bear
Who ate her up whole
without but a soul
to miss her or even to care..
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Sheepy
sleep or sleepy sheep?

Fluffy was fast asleep
dreaming he was a sheep
It didn’t take long
when he thought "Somethings
wrong!!
I was counting the sheep..
when I then fell asleep...?"
He woke up and started to bleat!
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Catch
your feet



Fiddly, Diddly and Dircles
keep walking around in circles
They’re trying to catch their feet
Despite of the soaring heat.
If only they’d stop and stand
Their feet would be close at hand!
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Little
Batty-Rat

Little Batty-Rat
climbed into a hat
He found it so cosy
So now my aunt Rosy
has a rather batty hat
Or is it a ratty bat?
What do you think of that?
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Naughty
wind
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Oh, oh, oh,
where did the wind now go?
This way, or did it go that way?
I really hope to catch it one day
I’d then stop it’s silly
teasing
and the day will be rather pleasing
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My
little Kitty Cat
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My little Kitty Cat is so sweet
He cleans himself, and is always neat
He curls himself up
– when he goes to sleep
If I give him a fright, he makes a big
leap
I admire his walks
through mum’s menagerie,
as he avoids collisions – so
elegantly
Though sometimes he
can be ungracious
When it’s time to eat he thinks it's
the races!
He gobbles his food
in such a way
you’d think he’d had nothing for
more than a day
He brings home mice
and other fur
Not knowing what I really prefer
But I do love my
Kitty Cat, oh, so much
I hope he knows it and takes it as
such
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My friend Sandy is a
real good guy
When I leave for school I hug him
goodbye
He whimpers sadly when I leave him at
home
as he hates nothing more than being
alone
When I get home from
school he jumps up on me
wagging his tail and as happy as can
be
He barks and pulls at me to come out
and play
so we go for walks at least twice a
day
(He finds just
everything so very inviting
The adventures we have are quite
exciting)
Whenever I'm bored
or feeling blue
He shows me there's always something
to do
He makes me laugh by acting funny
even a rainy day seems to be
sunny
I appreciate his
friendship more than words can say
and nothing will ever part us, come
what may
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There was a Troll in
my cupboard yesterday
He was searching for something, but
wouldn't say..
He jumped all around and made a big
mess
(had it been up to me, I couldn't
care less)
He spread my marbles all over the
floor
(imagine if someone had come
through that door!)
I told him to stop, but he
didn't care
and try and stop him I didn't dare
You should have seen him spin around
as he then disappeared, without a
sound
I remember his eyes so full of glee...
Believe
me mom, it wasn’t me!
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