A Line from Mother's Goose 3

The clock strikes nine
To mark the time
The mouse comes out to play
He follows his nose
By the wall he goes
To the tick-tick-tock
Of the ever tick-tocking clock
The night is young
The clock chimes one
Loud, long bong
He holds his ears
As he rides the gears
Then uses his snout
To find the way out
Back to his hole
There goes the mouse
To his tiny mouse-house.

A Line from Mother's Goose 2

Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white as snow.
And thinking, "This is very cool,"
I followed them to Mary's school.
The teacher said, "Mary, hello.
But the lamb, my dear, has to go."
Mary said, "Goodbye, my pet.
I'm sorry you do not belong."
And so we spent the entire day
"Baaing" Mary's favorite song.

A Line from Mother's Goose

When all the king's horses
And all the king's men
Came looking for me
I twirled three times
Then stopped to see
Where I had been
Up on the mountain
Down to the sea
Over the rainbow
On the back of a flea