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Fri, 09 Oct 2009
Jack Sprat could eat no fat, his wife was little Joan. Together they will share this rhyme so you won't need to moan. :)
Sprat and his wife, Joan.JACK SPRAT AND HIS WIFE
Jack Sprat and his wife, we have all read the little verse

Jack Sprat could eat no fat,
his wife could eat no lean,
And so between them both
they licked the platter clean.

Well now I have a little bit more to tell you about Jack Sprat and his wife, get your OJ and your PJ's then. when. you are sitting comfortable, I'll begin.

Jack Sprat could eat no fat,
his wife could eat no lean,  
And so between them both, they licked the platter clean. 

Jack ate all the lean, Joan ate all the fat, 
The bone they both picked clean then gave it to the cat.
When Jack Sprat was young he dressed very smart,
He courted Joan Cole, and soon gained her heart.

In his fine leather doublet and an old greasy hat,
Oh, what a smart fellow was little Jack Sprat.

Joan Cole had a hole in her petticoat,
Jack Sprat, for a patch to Joan Cole gave a groat.

The groat bought a patch, which soon stopped the hole;
"I thank you, Jack Sprat," says little Joan Cole.

Jack Sprat was the bridegroom, Joan Cole was the bride
Jack said from the church his Joan home should ride.

But no coach could take her the lane was so narrow,
Said Jack, "then I'll take her home in a wheelbarrow."

Jack Sprat was wheeling his wife by the ditch
The barrow turned over and in she did pitch.

Says Jack, "She'll be drowned, " But Joan did reply,
"I don't think I shall, for the ditch is quite dry."

Jack brought home his Joan, and she sat in a chair,
When in came the cat, that had got but one ear.
Says Joan, "I've come puss, pray, how do you do ?"
The cat wagged her tail, and said nothing but "Mew."

Jack Sprat took his gun and went to the brook,
He shot at the drake, but he quite killed the duck.

He brought it to Joan, who a fire did make
To roast the fat duck whilst Jack went for the drake.

The drake it was swimming with his nice nice curly tail,
Jack Sprat came to shoot him, but happened to fail.

He let off his gun,  but, missing his mark,
The drake flew away, crying "Quack, quack, quack quack!"

Jack Sprat  to live pretty now bought him a pig,
It was not very little , and not very big.

It was not very lean, it was not very fat;
"It will serve for a grunter," Said little Jack Sprat.

Then Joan went to market to buy her some fowls,
She bought a Jackdaw and a couple of owls.

The owls they were white, the Jackdaw was black;
"They make a fine lot," said little Joan Sprat.

Jack Sprat bought a cow, his Joan for to please,
For Joan she could make both butter and cheese.

Or pancakes or puddings, without any fat;
A notable housewife was little Joan Sprat.

Joan Sprat went to brewing a barrel of ale,
She put in some hops that it might not turn stale.

But as for the malt, she forgot to put that;
"This is brave, sober liquor," said little Jack Sprat.

Jack Sprat went to market, and bought him a mare,
She was lame in three legs, and as blind as could stare.

Her ribs were bare, for the mare had no fat;
"She looks like a racer." Said little Jack Sprat.

Jack and Joan went abroad, Puss took care of the house;
She caught a large rat and a very small mouse.

She caught a small mouse and a very large rat.
"You're an excellent hunter," said little Jack Sprat.

Now I've told you the story of little Jack Sprat,
And little Joan Cole and a poor one-eared cat.

Now Jack loved his Joan, and good things he taught her.
She gave him a son, and then, after, a daughter.

Now Jack has got rich and has plenty of pelf,
If you know any more you may tell it yourself.

Jack Sprat --- from the wonderful
Kate Greenaway

Knock me down with a feather, add more myself!
Well no doubt I could but me oh my I think I should have you all fast asleep
instead of popping down a bit to sing some songs.
No enough is enough I think. Hugs Seligor xxx

Posted 18:48

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Jack Sprat
I have just had a thought, it's about time I added a few new nursery rhymes, not here but over in diddilydeedotsdreamland. I have not been very fair of late, dashing between here and Dodiesdreamworld so I think tomorrow I shall spend the day in Dreamland with diddilydeedot. Yes that would be nice. Sleep tight children everywhere.

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