A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes/Game Rhymes/VIII. THE POOR WOMAN OF BABYLON

by Sabine Baring-Gould

[A Ring—one in the middle.]
Here comes a poor woman of Babylon
With three little children all alone.
One can brew and one can bake,
And one can make a nice round cake.
And one can sit in a bower and spin,
One can make a bed for a king,
Choose the one and leave all the rest,
And take you the one that you love the best.
[The child having chosen, the rest sing:—]
Now you're married, we wish you joy,
Father and mother you must obey.
Love one another as sister and brother,
And now, good people, kiss one another.