There’s a neat little clock,
In the schoolroom it stands.
And it points to the time
With its two little hands.
And may we, like the clock,
Keep a face clean and bright,
With hands ever ready
To do what is right.

I am a Girl Guide dressed in blue,
These are the actions I must do,
Salute to the Captain,
Bow to the Queen,
And turn my back
To the washing machine

Knock knock (knock on child’s forehead)
Peek in (open eye wider)
Open the latch (push up tip of nose)
And walk right in (walk fingers into mouth)
How do you do Mr. Chin Chin Chin? (wiggle chin)

  • Little Bird

Once I saw a little bird go hop, hop, hop
So I cried, “Little bird, will you stop, stop, stop!”
I was going to the window to say, “How do you do?”
But he shook his little tail and away he flew.

Went down to the well,
Combed her hair,
And brushed it well,
Then picked up her basket and

  • Mother’s Knives and Forks

These are Mother’s knives and forks (fingers interlaced, tips up)
This is Mother’s table (flatten hands and arms)
This is Mother’s looking glass (palms toward face)
And this is baby’s cradle (palms up, rock arms)

One, two, buckle my shoe,
Three, four, shut the door,
Five, six, pick up sticks.
Seven, eight, lay them straight.
Nine, ten, a big fat hen!

  • One Two Three, Johnny Caught a Flea

One two three,
Johnny caught a flea.
Flea died, Johnny cried.
Tee hee hee!

  • One Two Three Four

One two three four,
Mary’s at the cottage door.
Five six seven eight,
Eating cherries off her plate.

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked.
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
Where’s the peck of pickled peppers that Peter Piper picked?

  • Queen of Hearts

The Queen of Hearts
She made some tarts,
All on a summer’s day;
The Knave of Hearts
He stole those tarts,
And took them clean away.

The King of Hearts
Called for the tarts,
And beat the knave full sore;
The Knave of Hearts
Brought back the tarts,
And vowed he’d steal no more.

  • Rain on the Green Grass

Rain on the green grass,
Rain on the tree,
Rain on the housetop,
But not on me!

  • Right Hand, Left Hand

This is my right hand, I’ll raise it up high (right hand over head)
This is my left hand, I’ll touch the sky (left hand up)
Right hand (show right palm)
Left hand (show left palm)
Roll them around (roll hands over and over)
Left hand (show palm)
Right hand (show palm)
Pound pound pound (pound fists together)

Solomon Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday.
This is the tale
Of Solomon Grundy.

[This can be done with a baby bouncing on the adult’s knees. Each verse has more vigorous bouncing.]

This is the way the ladies ride:
Tri, tre, tre, tree, Tri, tre, tre, tree!
This is the way the ladies ride:
Tri, tre, tre, tree, Tri, tre, tre, tree!

This is the way the gentlemen ride:
Gallop-a-trot, Gallop-a-trot!
This is the way the gentlemen ride:

This is the way the farmers ride:
Hobbledy-hoy, Hobbledy-hoy!
This is the way the farmers ride:
Hobbledy hobbledy-hoy!
And down into a ditch!