Mother Goose Bumps ~ Poems by Susannah Anderson — Adult
Little Jack Horner
Sobs in a corner.
Are you weeping, are you weeping,
Little Miss Muffet- don't you just love it!
Is eating her troubles away.
Diddle diddle dumpling,
My son John
Hides in bed from the boogie man.
Winken, Blinken and Nod one night,
Were beat with a leather shoe.
Polly put the icepack on.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray Thee, Lord, don't let me dream.
Written by Susannah Anderson, Adult MK