I Never Lost A Little Fish -

I'd Like A Stocking Made For A Giant, And A Meeting House Full Of Toys, Then I'd Go Out In A Happy Hunt For The Poor Little Girls And Boys; Up The Street And Down The Street, And Across And Over The Town, I'd Search And Find Them Everyone, Before The Sun Went Down.

The Biggest Fish He Ever Caught Were Those That Got Away.

Here We Have A Baby. It Is Composed Of A Bald Head And A Pair Of Lungs.

But I, When I Undress Me Each Night, Upon My Knees Will Ask The Lord To Bless Me With Apple-pie And Cheese.

How Gracious Those Dews Of Solace That Over My Senses Fall At The Clink Of The Ice In The Pitcher The Boy Brings Up The Hall.