Classical School of Dallas routinely recites poetry in effort to train students to speak winsomely while enjoying the playfulness and beauty found in the rhythm of language.
Hot Cross buns Hot-cross buns! Hot-cross buns! One a penny, two a penny, Hot-cross buns! If you have no daughters, Give them to your sons. One a penny...
To Market To Market To market, to market, to buy a fat pig, Home again, home again, jiggety jig. To market, to market, to buy a fat pig, Home again, h...
Wee Willie Winkie Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs, in his nightgown, Tapping at the window, crying at the lock, “Are ...
Sing a Song of Sixpence Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four-and-twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened The birds be...
Little Boy Blue Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn! The sheep’s in the meadow, the cow’s in the corn. Where is the boy that looks after the sheep? U...
Old Mother Hubbard Old Mother Hubbard Went to the cupboard To get her poor dog a bone; But when she got there The cupboard was bare, And so the poor d...
One Two Buckle My Shoe One, two, buckle my shoe; Three, four, knock at the door; Five, Six, pick up sticks; Seven, eight, lay them straight; Nine, Ten...
Little Miss Muffet Little Miss Muffet Sat on a tuffet, Eating some curds and whey. Along came a spider, Who sat down beside her, And frightened Miss M...