Nursery Rhyme. DXXIV. Natural History.

    The Cock. Lock the dairy door,
                            Lock the dairy door!
    The Hen.    Chickle, chackle, chee,
                            I haven't got the key!

As I went to Bonner,
        I met a pig
        Without a wig,
Upon my word and honour.

        [A north country version of a very common nursery rhyme, sung by a child, who imitates the crowing of a cock.]

    Cock-a-doodle-do,
    My dad's gane to ploo;
    Mammy's lost her pudding-poke,
    And knows not what to do.

    There was a little boy went into a barn,
        And lay down on some hay;
    An owl came out and flew about,
        And the little boy ran away.

    Hickety, pickety, my black hen,
    She lays eggs for gentlemen;
    Gentlemen come every day
    To see what my black hen doth lay.

    Little Robin Red-breast
        Sat upon a rail:
    Niddle naddle went his head,
        Wiggle waggle went his tail.