Mother Goose Poly

Dec 13, 2015 23:43

One, he loves; two he loves;
Three, he loves, they say;
Four, he loves with all his heart;
Five, he casts away.
Six, he loves; seven, she loves;
Eight, they both love.
Nine, he comes; ten, he tarries;
Eleven, he courts; twelve, he marries.

Found this in a nursery rhyme book.

K.

poly, whimsy caprice and humor, social studies

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musicman December 16 2015, 11:58:29 UTC
A couple lessons there: learning to count to twelve, and shop around a lot before you settle for that one.

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