Who wants to play nursery rhyme segue?

[Thistledew]

I amuse myself when singing nursery rhymes to DD by making one nursery rhyme segue to the next by some sort of theme. So for instance, I might start with London Bridge is Falling Down, then go:

London's Burning (London connection)
Jack and Jill (water)
Miss Polly had a Dolly (medical treatment)
Polly put the kettle on (Polly)
I'm a little tea pot (tea)

And on the basis that I find 'I'm a little tea pot' to be a tough one to follow on from, who wants to play? Just add the song that you would go to from the previous poster's suggestion.

Three blind mice
See how they run
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,
Did you ever see such a thing in your life,
As three blind mice?

As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Each wife had seven sacks,
Each sack had seven cats,
Each cat had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St. Ives?

Is it just one?...The man she met.

Seven green bottles sitting on a wall,
Seven green bottles sitting on a wall,
And if one green bottle should accidentally fall
There'd be six green bottles sitting on a wall

@35andThriving
The traditional/agreed answer is “one” - the narrator - but it can be argued to be between 0 (phrasing justifies counting “kits, cats, sacks & wives” but excluding the narrator) & 2802 (if the narrator has met them & they are now continuing the journey in the same direction rather than going opposite ways).

Boys & girls, come out to play,
The moon doth make it as bright as day;
Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,
And join your playfellows into the street.
Come with a whoop, come with a call,
Come with a good will or not at all.
Up the ladder and over the wall,
A halfpenny bun will serve us all.

Thanks, MarieVanGoethem

Gee up, Neddy, to the fair.
What shall we buy when we get there?
A penny bun, and a ha'penny roll,
So, gee up, Neddy, to the fair.

I went to the animal fair
The birds and the beasts were there
The big baboon by the light of the moon was combing his auburn hair

That’s ok 35andthriving - I did have to double-check the 2802, am terrible for muddling/misremembering it...

O dear, what can the matter be?
O dear, what can the matter be?
O dear, what can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.

He promised he'd bring me a bunch of blue ribbons.
He promised he'd bring me a bunch of blue ribbons.
He promised he'd bring me a bunch of blue ribbons.
To tie up my bonny brown hair.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He once was a true love of mine

FAIR
Monday's child is FAIR of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go.
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath Day,
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.

Patience is a virtue
Virtue is a grace
Grace is a little girl
Who would not wash her face.

(I know it’s Dick King-Smith, not a traditional nursery rhyme, but it seems to be starting to be used as one. All nursery rhymes have to be new somewhen, after all...)

There was a little girl
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good
She was very, very good
But when she was bad she was horrid.
not me as a child, honest

Georgie Porgie
Pudding and pie
Kissed the girls and made them cry.
When the boys came out, to play,
Georgie Porkies ran away.

Hey diddle, diddle!
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such fun,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Dame Trot and her cat
Led a peaceable life
When they were not troubled
With other folks' strife.

When Dame had her dinner
Puss near her would wait,
And was sure to receive
A nice piece from her plate.

The owl and the pussy cat went to sea in a beautiful pea green boat

Pussy cat, pussy cat,
Where have you been?
"I've been up to London,
To visit The Queen".

Pussy cat, Pussy cat,
What did you there?
"I frightened a little mouse,
Under a chair",

Lavender's blue,
Dilly diilly,
Lavender's green,
When I am king,
Dilly dilly,
You shall be queen.

Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green,
When you are King, dilly dilly, I'll be your queen,
Who told me so, dilly dilly, how can I know,
I told myself, dilly dilly, love told me so.

My name is Queen Mary,
My age is sixteen;
My father's a farmer
In yonder green.
He has plenty of money
To dress me in silk,
But no bonnie laddie
Will take me away.

 One morning I rose
 And I looked in the glass:
 Says I to myself
 `What a handsome young lass!'
 My hands by my side,
 And I laughed a ha ha!
 For some bonnie laddie
 Will take me away

The Owl and The Pussy Cat went to Sea in a beautiful pea green boat. They took some honey and plenty of money wrapped up in a five pound note. They sailed away for a year and a day

Row row row your boat gently down the stream
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
Life is but a dream

When I was one I sucked my thumb
The day i went to sea.
I jumped aboard a pirate ship,
And the captain said to me
"We're going this way, that way,
Forwards and backwards
Over the Irish Sea
With a bottle of rum to warm me tum
And that's the life for me!"

There once were two cats of Kilkenny,
Each thought there was one cat too many,
So they fought and they fit,
And they scratched and they bit,
Till, excepting their nails
And the tips of their tails,
Instead of two cats, there weren't any.

(This always gave me the absolute horrors when I was wee... & tbh still does now!)

I love little pussy her coat is so warm
And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm.
So I won't pull her tail or chase her away
Then me and pussy very gently will play.

MarieVanGoethem, I can see why. A lot of nursery rhymes are actually horrid, aren't they!

Little Tommy Tucker
Sings for this supper.
What shall we give him?
Brown bread and butter.

How shall he cut it without any knife?
And how shall he marry without any wife?

35andthriving
They’re nowhere near as bad as fairytales, but some are pretty wretched, from a modern perspective, at least...

Little Poll Parrot
Sat in his garret
Eating toast and tea.
A little brown mouse
Jumped into the house
And stole it all away.