HUSH-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;
When the bough bends, the cradle will fall.
Down will come baby, cradle, and all.
CURRAHOO, curr dhoo,
Love me, and I'll love you!
[Imitate a Pigeon]
WHEN the days begin to lengthen
The cold begins to strengthen.
CANTALOUPES! Cantaloupes! What is the price?
Eight for a dollar, and all very nice.... more...