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Traditional Mother Goose rhymes are wonderful:

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Wild, rich, shocking, confusing, time-tested, a perfect base for beginning to learn…

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even science.

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Probable-Possible, my black hen,

She lays eggs in the Relative When.

She doesn’t lay eggs in the Positive Now

Because she’s unable to Postulate How.

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   Little Bo-Peep

   Has lost her sheep

The radar has failed to find them.

   They’ll all, face to face,

   Meet in parallel space,

Preceding their leaders behind them.

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   See Saw

   Margery Daw

Recurs in a future dimension

   Since, in the past,

   She won’t work very fast,

Her wages are held in suspension.

 

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   These are 3 poems from the 45-poem collection of The Space Child’s Mother Goose by Frederick Winsor, art by Marrian Parry  (Simon and Schuster, 1958).