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I Love to Do My Homework
04/28/2026 14:58h
I love to do my homework, It makes me feel so good. I love to do exactly As my teacher says I should. I love to do my homework, I never miss a day. I even love the men in white Who are taking me away.
"I Have a Young Sister"
04/28/2026 14:58h
I have a yong suster Fer beyonden the se, Many be the drowryes That she sente me. She sente me the cherye Withouten ony ston; And so she dede the dove Withouten ony bon. She sente me the brer Withouten ony rinde; She bad me love my lemman Withoute longing. How shuld ony cherye Be withoute ston? And how shuld ony dove Be withoute bon? How shuld ony brer Been withoute rinde? How shuld I love myn lemman Withoute longing? Whan the cherye was a flowr Than hadde it non ston. When the dove was an ey Than hadde it non bon. When the brer was onbred Than hadde it non rind. Whan the maiden hath that she loveth She is without longing.
I Eat My Peas with Honey
04/28/2026 14:58h
I eat my peas with honey; I've done it all my life. It makes the peas taste funny, But it keeps them on the knife.
"Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top,"
04/28/2026 14:58h
Hush-a-bye, baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks the cradle will fall; Down will come baby, cradle and all.
Here Is the Beehive
04/28/2026 14:58h
Here is the Beehive But where are all the bees? Hiding away where nobody sees. Here they come creeping Out of their hive, One and two and three, four, five.
Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
04/28/2026 14:58h
Sing slowly, then fast. Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes, Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes, And eyes and ears and mouth and nose, Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
He that Doth Wend Her
04/28/2026 14:58h
He that doth wend her, Let him lend her.
Getting Information Out of Pa
04/28/2026 14:58h
My pa he didn’t go to town Last evening after tea, But got a book and settled down As comfy as could be. I’ll tell you I was offul glad To have my pa about To answer all the things I had Been tryin’ to find out. And so I asked him why the world Is round instead of square, And why the piggies’ tails are curled, And why don’t fish breathe air? And why the moon don’t hit a star, And why the dark is black, And just how many birds there are, And will the wind come back? And why does water stay in wells, And why do June bugs hum, And what’s the roar I hear in shells, And when will Christmas come? And why the grass is always green, Instead of sometimes blue, And why a bean will grow a bean And not an apple, too? And why a horse can’t learn to moo, And why a cow can’t neigh? And do the fairies live on dew, And what makes hair grow gray— And then my pa got up an’ gee! The offul words he said, I hadn’t done a things, but he Jest sent me off to bed.
From Whose Beauty the Depths Are Lit
04/28/2026 14:58h
When one stands before the throne of glory, he begins reciting the hymn that the throne of glory sings each day:
From “Old English Rune Poem”
04/28/2026 14:58h
i (feoh) Wealth is a comfort                    to every man yet every man must divide it mightily If   he wishes to have the measurer’s mercy ii (ur) The ox is steady-hearted and over-horned A fierce and famous beast                      it fights with horns Glorious moor-stepper                that is a noble creature v (rad) Riding is mild for warriors                    at their hearthsides and strong-bold                             for he mounted on the back of a mighty horse                          over a distance measured in miles vii (gyfu) A gift is the grace                           and praise of men and warmth and worthship                    to all exiles sustenance for him                       who is stripped of all else viii (wyn) Joy is won                            by whoever knows little of woe sourness or sorrow                        and who has for himself breath and bliss                              and fullness and a fortified place x (nyd) Need is bound in the breast         yet nonetheless becomes for the sons of men a help and healing both                 if   they heed in time xv (eolxh) Elk-sedge is found                          most often in a fen it waxes in water                             and wounds severely burns in the blood                          of each man’s body who with his hand                          takes hold of it xx (man) Man in mirth                  is dear to his kin yet must every one                         betray the other for that reason                the Lord dooms wretched flesh                                 be taken by the earth

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