Nursery Rhymes
Simple Simon
| Simple Simon met a pieman, Going to the fair; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware." |  |
 | Says the pieman to Simple Simon, "Show me first your penny," Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Indeed, I have not any." |
| Simple Simon went a-fishing For to catch a whale; All the water he could find Was in his mother's pail! |  |
 | Simple Simon went to look If plums grew on a thistle; He pricked his fingers very much, Which made poor Simon whistle. |
| He went to catch a dicky bird, And thought he could not fail, Because he had a little salt, To put upon its tail. |  |
 He went for water with a sieve, But soon it ran all through; And now poor Simple Simon Bids you all adieu. | |
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