"This is the house that Jack That killed the rat,

That ate the malt

built..."
by Mother Goose
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the house that Jack built. This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and
This is the malt torn,
That lay in the house that Jack built. That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled
This is the rat, horn,
That ate the malt That tossed the dog,
That lay in the house that Jack built. That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
This is the cat, That ate the malt
That killed the rat, That lay in the house that Jack built.
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and
This is the dog, shorn,
That worried the cat, That married the man all tattered and
That killed the rat, torn,
That ate the malt That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That lay in the house that Jack built. That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn,
This is the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog,
That tossed the dog, That worried the cat,
That worried the cat, That killed the rat,
That killed the rat, That ate the malt
That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the farmer sowing his corn,
This is the maiden all forlorn, That kept the cock that crowed in the
That milked the cow with the crumpled morn,
horn, That waked the priest all shaven and
That tossed the dog, shorn,
That worried the cat, That married the man all tattered and
That killed the rat, torn,
That ate the malt That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That lay in the house that Jack built. That milked the cow with the crumpled
horn,
This is the man all tattered and torn, That tossed the dog,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That worried the cat,
That milked the cow with the crumpled That killed the rat,
horn, That ate the malt
That tossed the dog, That lay in the house that Jack built.
That worried the cat,