Days in the Month
Thirty days hath September,
April, June and November;
February has twenty-eight alone.
All the rest have thirty-one,
But leap year coming once in four
Gives February one day more.
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It’s raining, it’s pouring,
The old man’s snoring;
He got into bed
And bumped his head
And couldn’t get up in the morning.
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It’s raining, it’s raining,
There’s pepper in the box,
And all the little ladies
Are picking up their frocks.
The Star
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
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When the wind blows,
Then the mill goes;
When the wind drops,
Then the mill stops.
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March winds and April showers
Bring forth May flowers.
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When clouds appear
Like rocks and towers,
The earth’s refreshed
By frequent showers.
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Cut thistles in May,
They grow in a day;
Cut them in June,
That is too soon;
Cut them in July,
Then they will die.
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A swarm of bees in May
Is worth a load of hay;
A swarm of bees in June
Is worth a silver spoon;
A swarm of bees in July
Is not worth a fly.
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If bees stay at home,
Rain will soon come;
If they fly away,
Fine will be the day.
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Evening red and morning grey,
Send the traveller on his way;
Evening grey and morning red,
Bring the rain upon his head.
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Red sky at night,
Shepherd’s delight;
Red sky in the morning,
Shepherd’s warning.
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When the dew is on the grass,
Rain will never come to pass.
A sunshiny shower
Won’t last half an hour.
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Mackerel sky,
Mackerel sky,
Not long wet
And not long dry.