A LITTLE BABY FISH

There once was a little baby fish,
Growing bigger was his only wish,
He ate like a pig,
He got really big,
‘Till he became a fisherman’s dish

WILLIE GOES OUT INTO THE SNOW LIMERICK

Willie goes out into the snow,
He is buried because of how hard it blow,
But where melting snow drips,
He finds tasty parsnips,
Now Willie does not want to go.


Willie loves his parsnips,
He digs them from under the snow,
Parsnips are a winter crop,
Or when you’re low on dough.

Some people like parsnips and butter,
Others like parsnips with cheese,
Some like parsnips with vinegar and salt,
You can eat them however you please.

SIR DIRK AND HIS ARMOR

There once was a knight named Sir Dirk,
Dragon fighting was his life’s work,
He wore too much tin,
‘Cause he wanted to win,
Fire-breather’s roasted the jerk.