Part 19

Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son, Stole a pig and away he run! The pig was eat, And Tom was beat, And Tom ran roaring down the street!

Mistress Mary. Now, children, let us sit in a circle and play games and sing songs. Little Bo-Peep, you may sing your little song first.

Little Bo-Peep.

Little Bo-Peep, she lost her sheep, And doesn't know where to find them;

Children.

Leave them alone and they will come home Bringing their tails behind them.

Mistress Mary. Now Jack and Jill--

Jack and Jill. Shall we go up the hill to get a pail of water?

Children.

Jack and Jill went up the hill To get a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after.

Boys.

Up Jack got and home did trot As fast as he could caper; He went to bed to mend his head, With vinegar and brown paper.

Girls.

Jill came in and she did grin, To see his paper plaster; Her mother, vexed, did spank her next For laughing at Jack's disaster.

Mistress Mary. Now, I'll sing a song and then help Mother Goose with the supper. [Sings.]

Sing a song a sixpence, Pocket full of rye; Four-and-twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened The birds began to sing, Wasn't that a dainty dish To set before the king?

Mother Goose. Now I must have some children to help me.

Jack Goose. I'll take the bean porridge hot and bean porridge cold, mother, and Tommy Tucker can go with me and pass the white bread and butter.

Mother Goose. That's my good Jack. Now Tom the Piper's Son may take the roast pig and Mary may pass the Banbury cross buns.

Miss Muffet. Dear Mother Goose, may I pass the curds and whey?

Mother Goose. Yes, my dear child, but be careful not to spill any. Then for the last course Jack Horner will pass the Christmas pie and give every child a big fat plum.

Children (sing).

Little Jacky Horner Sitting in a corner Eating a Christmas pie He put in his thumb And pulled out a plum And said--What a great boy am I?

Old King Cole. Mother Goose, you have given us a beautiful party and we have had a lovely time. We hope you will live to give many more to your friends and the children.

Children. Yes, Mother Goose, your party was just lovely!

Mother Goose. Thank you, dear children.

King Cole. Now, little folks, let us sing a good-by song to Mother Goose.

The girls (bowing to King Cole).