Ding, dong, bell, Pussy's in the well! Who put her in? Little Tommy Green. Who pulled her out? Big Johnny Stout. What a naughty boy was that, To drown poor pussy-cat, Who never did him any harm, But killed the mice in his father's barn! Hark! hark! the dogs do bark, The beggars are coming to town; Some in rags and some in tags, And some in silken gowns.* Some gave them white bread, And some gave them brown, And some gave them a good horse-whip, And sent them out of the town | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONNET, TO THE NOBLE LADY, THE LADY MARY WROTH by BEN JONSON WORK by ALEKSANDR SERGEYEVICH PUSHKIN AUNTIE'S SKIRTS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON RUMORS FROM AN AEOLIAN HARP by HENRY DAVID THOREAU IMAGES: 3 by RICHARD ALDINGTON DINNER by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |