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Nursery Rhyme Lyrics and Songs for Children
While many nursery rhymes lyrics and songs for children are innocent stories, many others contain morals for children to learn while still other rhyme lyrics have sinister or political meanings underlying their innocent looking verses. But because children of all ages have enjoyed rhyme lyrics they have been told over and over allowing them to survive hundreds of years. What are some of your favorite nursery rhymes?
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Nursery rhymes and childrens songs are traditional songs or poems taught to kids initially pre starting school. Learning these songs and rhymes assists in the expansion of language, and more than a few examples deal with basic counting skills. In addition, precise events, motions, or dances are frequently linked with specific songs. Many cultures include children's songs and verses that are passed along by spoken custom from one age group to the next.
Some more nursery rhymes to enjoy
Nine Little Goblins
"Thet all climbed up on a high board-fence,
Nine little Goblins, with green-glass eyes,
Nine little Goblins that had no sense,
And couldn't tell coppers from cold mince pies;
And they all climbed up on the fence, and sat,
And I asked them what they were staring at.
And the first one said, as he scratched his head
With a queer little arm that reached out of his ear
And rasped its claws in his hair so red,
This is what this little arm is fer!
And he scratched and stared, and the next one said,
How on earth do you scratch your head ?
Nine Little Goblins
And he laughed like the screech of a rusty hinge,
Laughed and laughed till his face grew black;
And when he clicked, with a final twinge
Of his stifling laughter, he thumped his back
With a fist that grew on the end of his tail
Till the breath came back to his lips so pale.
And the third little Goblin leered round at me,
And there were no lids on his eyes at all
And he clucked one eye, and he says, says he,
What is the style of your socks this fall?
And he clapped his heels and I sighed to see
That he had hands where his feet should be.
Then a bald-faced Goblin, grey and grim,
Bowed his head, and I saw him slip
His eyebrows off, as I looked at him,
And paste them over his upper lip;
And then he moaned in remorseful pain,
Would, Ah, would I'd me brows again!
And then the whole of the Goblin band
Rocked on the fence-top to and fro,
And clung, in a long row, hand in hand,
Singing the songs that they used to know,
Singing the songs that their grandsires sung
In the goo-goo days of the Goblin-tongue.
And ever they kept their green-glass eyes
Fixed on me with a stony stare,
Till my own grew glazed with a dread surmise,
And my hat whooped up on my lifted hair,
And I felt the heart in my breast snap to
As you've heard the lid of a snuff-box do.
And they sang You're asleep! There is no board-fence,
And never a Goblin with green-glass eyes!
Tis only a vision the mind invents
After a supper of cold mince-pies,
And you're doomed to dream this way, they said,
And you sha'n't wake up till you're clean plum dead!"