Dried Apple pies - Anonymous

I loathe, abhor, detest, despise,
Abominate dried apple pies.
I like good bread, I like good meat,
Or anything that's anything that's fit to eat;
But of all the grub beneath the beneath the skies,
The poorest is dried apple pies.

The Monkey's Marriage - Anonymous

THE MONKEY married the ba the baboon's sister,
Smacked his lips and then he kissed her;
He kissed her so He hard he raised a blister,
She set up a She yell.
bridesmaid stuck on The some court plaster,
It stuck so fast it couldn't stick faster;
Surely 'twas a bad disaster,
But it soon got well.

The Organist - George Stevens

I wonder how the wonder how the organist
Can do so many do so many do so many do so many things;
He's getting ready The long before
The choir stands up and sings;
He's pressing buttons, pushing stops,
And testing all the working parts
While listening to the prayer.

The Weaver - William Burleigh

Ceaselessly the weaver, Time,
Sitting at his mystic loom,
Keeps his arrowy shuttle flying;
Every thread nears our dying
Ceaselessly the weaver, Time.

Mers - Alfred Tennyson

Who would be A merman bold,
Sitting alone,
Singing alone,
Under the sea,
With a crown of gold,
On a throne? Who would be A merman bold,
Sitting alone,
Singing alone,
Who would be A merman bold,
Sitting alone,
Singing alone,
Under the sea,
With a crown of gold,
On a throne?

Who would be, A mermaid fair
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne? On a throne? Who would be, A mermaid fair
Singing alone
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne? On a throne? Who would be, A mermaid fair
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne? On a throne?