READ AND DRAW
READ AND DRAW
SOMEONE READ THIS
Thank you God, for the world so sweet.
Thank you God, for the food we eat.
Thank you God, for the birds that sing.
Thank you God, for everything.
AND DREW THIS
Could you draw a few more for me?
Baby lies fast asleep
We cannot wake her:
Will angels clad in white
Come and play with her?
READ THESE
Well, Grandpa tried and tried to draw pictures after reading the rhymes given below but could not do it.
Can you help Grandpa by drawing  pictures
for these rhymes?
THIS WEB PAGE CAN BE SAVED WITH ALL THE IMAGES FROM YOUR BROWSER'S FILE MENU.
Mix a pancake,
Stir a pancake,
 Pop it in the pan;
Fry the pancake,
Toss the pancake, --
 Catch it if you can.
Hello !! Mr. Bunny Rabbit,
Will you have some tea ?
No, no thank you !! Not for me.
I like cabbage, carrot and pea .
Clever little Willie wee,
 Bright-eyed, blue-eyed little fellow;
Merry little Margery
 With her hair all yellow.

Little Willie in his heart
 Is a sailor on the sea,
And he often cons a chart
 With sister Margery
The peach tree on the southern wall
 Has basked so long beneath the sun,
Her score of peaches great and small
 Bloom rosy, every one.

A peach for brothers, one for each,
 A peach for you and a peach for me;
But the biggest, rosiest, downiest peach
 For Grandmamma with her tea.
Boats sail on the rivers,
 And ships sail on the seas;
But clouds that sail across the sky
 Are prettier far than these.
A white hen sitting
 On white eggs three:
Next, three speckled chickens
 As plump as plump can be.
An owl, and a hawk,
 And a bat come to see:
But chicks beneath their mother's wing
 Squat safe as safe can be.
Brown and furry
Caterpillar in a hurry,
Take your walk
To the shady leaf, or stalk,
Or what not,
Which may be the chosen spot.
No toad spy you,
Hovering bird of prey pass by you;
Spin and die,
To live again a butterfly.
I caught a little ladybird
 That flies far away;
I caught a little bird's wife
 That is both staid and gay.
As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives.
Each wife had seven sacks,
Each sack had seven cats,
Each cat had seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
Bat, bat, come under my hat,
And I'll give you a slice of bacon;
And when I bake,
I'll give you a cake,
If I am not mistaken.
Barber, barber, shave a pig!
How many hairs to make a wig?
Four and twenty, that's enough!
Give the barber a pinch of snuff.
Bell horses, bell horses,
What time of day?
One o'clock, two o'clock,
Time to away.
Birds of a feather flock together,
The cock doth crow
To let you know,
If you be wise,
Tis time to rise.
And so will pigs and swine;
Rats and mice will have their choice,
And so will I have mine.
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