Old Mother Hubbard
Old
Mother
Hubbard
Went
to
the
cupboard,
To
give
the
poor
dog
a
bone:
When
she
came
there,
The
cupboard
was
bare,
And
so
the
poor
dog
had
none.
She
went
to
the
baker’s
To
buy
him
some
bread;
When
she
came
back
The
dog
was
dead!
She
went
to
the
undertaker’s
To
buy
him
a
coffin;
When
she
came
back
The
dog
was
laughing.
She
took
a
clean
dish
to
get
him
some
tripe;
When
she
came
back
He
was
smoking
his
pipe.
She
went
to
the
alehouse
To
get
him
some
beer;
When
she
came
back
The
dog
sat
in
a
chair.
She
went
to
the
tavern
For
white
wine
and
red;
When
she
came
back
The
dog
stood
on
his
head.
She
went
to
the
fruiterer’s
To
buy
him
some
fruit;
When
she
came
back
He
was
playing
the
flute.
She
went
to
the
tailor’s
To
buy
him
a
coat;
When
she
came
back
He
was
riding
a
goat.
She
went
to
the
hatter’s
To
buy
him
a
hat;
When
she
came
back
He
was
feeding
her
cat.
She
went
to
the
barber’s
To
buy
him
a
wig
When
she
came
back
He
was
dancing
a
jig.
She
went
to
the
cobbler’s
To
buy
him
some
shoes;
When
she
came
back
He
was
reading
the
news.
She
went
to
the
sempstress
To
buy
him
some
linen;
When
she
came
back
The
dog
was
spinning.
She
went
to
the
hosier’s
To
buy
him
some
hose;
When
she
came
back
He
was
dressed
in
his
clothes.
The
Dame
made
a
curtsy,
The
dog
made
a
bow;
The
Dame
said,
Your
servant;
The
dog
said,
Bow-wow.
This
wonderful
dog
Was
Dame
Hubbard’s
delight,
He
could
read,
he
could
dance,
He
could
sing,
he
could
write;
She
gave
him
rich
dainties
Whenever
he
fed,
And
erected
this
monument
When
he
was
dead.
