Bull's eyes and targets,
Say the bells of St. Marg'ret's.

Brickbats and tiles,
Say the bells of St. Giles'.

Oranges and lemons,
Say the bells of St. Clement's.

You owe me five farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin's.

When will you pay me?
Say the bells of Old Bailey.

When I grow rich,
Say the bells of Shoreditch.

When will you that be?
Say the bells of Stepney.

I'm sure I don't know,
Say the great bell at Bow.


Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head.
(Chop chop chop chop chop chop... CHOP!!)

My Favorite N.Rhymes