Arithmetic “Arithmetic just makes me sick.” cried our poor little Mary. “The figures never act the same, they’re always so contrary.” That night, when Mary fell asleep, a dream so
One, he loves; two, he loves; Three, he loves, they say; Four, he loves with all his heart; Five, he casts away. Six, he loves; seven, she loves; Eight, they
This little pig went to market; This little pig stayed at home; This little pig had roast beef; This little pig had none; This little pig said, “Wee, wee! I