Piggy Porker
Little Piggy Porker Fell into the water Who pulled him out again? Jill the farmer's daughter.
Here comes the mountain hawk - Run, run, run! Who'll get the rifle out ? Jack the farmer's son.

The Old Owl
"Tu whit! Tu whoo!" The old owl said - "Pack up your toys And get ready for bed.
"As I sit on the branch Of a grey gum tree There's nobody here But the moon and me;
"There's nobody here But me and the moon, And I'll go a-hunting For my supper soon.
"A beetle, a bug And a brown field mouse, I'll bring them home To my gum tree house.
"I'm old as old And wise as wise, And I see in the dark With my great round eyes.
"So hurry and scurry, The old owl said - "Pack up your toys And get ready for bed."

Chop Cherry
Chop, chop, chop, On the chopping block - Charlie, Charlie, Why do you chop ?
- I'm chopping a cherry In half for my brother. He'll have one half And I'll have the other.

Old Man Jeremy
Old man Jeremy Had a boat. He went for a row In his overcoat.
But the wind went round And round about Till the overcoat Blew inside out.
Old man Jeremy Swam to the shore. He never went For a row any more.

Rain
When I go walking Out in town I lift my umbrella As the rain comes down.
I pull on my gumboots And I button up my coat; When the gutter's like a river I play there with my 
boat.
Though the cats run inside And the little dogs huddle, I go splash, splash, Through the biggest 
puddle,
Till over the hill Flies the rain and the storm, And I open my coat As the sun shines warm.

Little Mr Mushroom
Little Mr Mushroom Underneath a tree, I look at you And you look at me.
You grow from the grass In a single night With your round, round hat And your head so white.
You have no hands Or feet to run; You stand and blink At the morning sun.
Little Mr Mushroom, What would I do If you were I And I were you?

I'm a Tree in the Garden
I'm a tree in the garden On a windy day; The wind comes blowing And I sway, sway, sway
I'm a man out walking In the thick, green bush; I can't see the sun So I push, push, push!
I'm a boy with a banjo Clever as they come; I take up my banjo And I strum, strum, strum!
I'm a puppy that's been playing All day in the heat; I go to my kennel And I sleep, sleep, sleep.

The Growly Bear
The growly bear, The growly bear, He lives in the cupboard Under the stair.
His hat and his boots And his breeches are brown, And he sleeps all day On a brown eiderdown.
At night he goes walking About by himself To gobble up the honey On the kitchen shelf.
You can hear him growling Wherever he goes, But just what he looks like Nobody knows.

The Big, Black Whale
I wish I were a big, black whale
Out in the deep, green sea!
He blows like a hose
Through the top of his nose
As happy as a whale can be,
And the sailors look pale
When they hear his tail
Go smack, smack, smack,
On a big wave's back
Out in the deep, green sea.

Sleepyhead
Inside out. Inside out. Andrew put his trousers on  Inside out. He was so 
sleepy When he got out of bed He put butter
on his porridge And milk on his bread. He put his shirt on wrong way 
round, He should have been smiling but he only
frowned. If he should topple asleep in school Wouldn't the teacher think 
him a fool ? The poor boy's only half awake,
So let's arouse him for goodness' sake. All together now, let us shout, 
"Andrew put his trousers on  Inside Out!"

Keep Off The Grass
Each day when I come home from school, I pass the gardens, as a rule; But sometimes, walking with a 
friend, I walk right through, from end to end. The grass is cool and fresh and sweet, And feels so lovely on my feet When I go
barefoot - but alas! A notice says: "Keep off the grass"! "Keep off the grass"! so I suppose It's just to look at, like a rose.
Sometimes this makes me feel defiant, And wish I were an awful giant. I wish I had a pair of feet, So 
big, they
stretched across the street, Then, when I walked across the green, They'd really know where I had been.

Just For Company
There are bears on the stairs And a tiger in the hall But you mustn't think I'm frightened For I just don't care at all.
I know they're just pretending ones, They won't give me a fright But I hope you'll stay upstairs with me A little while tonight.

Swing Song
Swing-a-ling high, Swing-a-ling low, Up in my swing and away I go, High in the clouds, Up in the blue, Sailing along
like the song birds do.
Wind in my hair, Wind in my clothes, Higher and higher I swing my toes. First you look small, Then you look tall,
The higher I go the further I fall.
I can see all Over the wall, I play tag with the tree-tops tall. Happy to fly High in the sky, I wave to the world as I pass by.
So it's swing-a-ling high, Swing-a-ling low, UP in my swing and away I go. I fly like a bird And fall like a stone;
Swinging is fun when I'm playing alone.

Sleepyhead
Inside out. Inside out. Andrew put his trousers on Inside out. He was so sleepy When he got out of bed He put butter on his 
porridge And milk on his bread. He put his shirt on wrong way round, He should have been smiling but he only frowned. If he 
should topple asleep in school Wouldn't the teacher think him a fool ? The poor boy's only half awake, So let's arouse him for 
goodness sake. All together now, let us shout, "Andrew put his trousers on Inside Out!"

