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Mother Goose Poems

A collection of select Mother Goose famous poems that were written by Mother Goose or written about the poet by other famous poets. PoetrySoup is a comprehensive educational resource of the greatest poems and poets on history.

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by Goose, Mother
Higher than a house, higher than a tree.Oh! whatever can that be?...Read More



by Goose, Mother
A sunshiny showerWon't last half an hour....Read More

by Goose, Mother
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by Goose, Mother
  There was a little man, and he had a little gun,  And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead;He went to the brook, and saw a little duck,  And...Read More

by Goose, Mother
Ride away, ride away,  Johnny shall ride,And he shall have pussy-cat  Tied to one side;And he shall have little dog  Tied to the other,And Johnny shall ride  To see his grandmother....Read More

by St Vincent Millay, Edna
 "Son," said my mother,
When I was knee-high,
"you've need of clothes to cover you,
and not a rag have I.

"There's nothing in the house
To make a boy breeches,
Nor shears to cut...Read More

by Goose, Mother
Thirty days hath September,April, June, and November;February has twenty-eight alone,All the rest have thirty-one,Excepting leap-year, that's the timeWhen February's days are twenty-nine....Read More



by Goose, Mother
For want of a nail, the shoe was lost;For want of the shoe, the horse was lost;For want of the horse, the rider was lost;For want of the rider, the...Read More

by Goose, Mother
What are little boys made of, made of?What are little boys made of?"Snaps and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails;And that's what little boys are made of."What are little girls made of,...Read More

by Goose, Mother
  Great A, little a,  Bouncing B!The cat's in the cupboard,  And can't see me....Read More

by Goose, Mother
    There was a little man,    Who wooed a little maid,And he said, "Little maid, will you wed, wed, wed?    I have little more to say,    So will you, yea or nay,For least said...Read More

by Graves, Robert
 The child alone a poet is:
Spring and Fairyland are his.
Truth and Reason show but dim,
And all’s poetry with him. 
Rhyme and music flow in plenty
For the lad of one-and-twenty,...Read More

by Goose, Mother
Jerry Hall, he was so small,A rat could eat him, hat and all....Read More

by Goose, Mother
As the days grow longerThe storms grow stronger....Read More

by Goose, Mother
The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown,The Lion beat the Unicorn all around the town.Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown,Some gave them plum-cake,...Read More