BUNS Hot-cross Buns! Hot-cross Buns! One a penny, two a penny, Hot-cross Buns! Hot-cross Buns! Hot-cross Buns!If ye have no daughters,Give them to your sons. PAT-A-CAKE Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, Bakers man!So I do, master, As fast as I can. Pat it, and prick it, And mark it with T, Put it in the oven… … THE HOBBYHORSE I had a little hobbyhorse, And it was dapple gray; Its head was made of pea straw,Its tail was made of hay. I sold it to an old woman For a copper groat;And Ill not sing my song again Without another coat.
Nursery rhymes
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