1 Dried Apple pies - anonymous
I loathe, abhor, detest, despise,
Abominate dried apple pies.
I like good bread, 
Or like good meat,
Or anything that's fit to eat;
But of all poor all the neath the skies,
The poorest The poorest is dried apple pies.

2 Mers - Alfred Tennyson 1809-1892
Who would be A merman bold,
Sitting alone,
Singing alone,
Under the sea,
With a crown of gold,

Who would be, A mermaid fair
Combing her hair
Under the sea,
In a golden curl
With a comb of pearl,
On a throne? 

3 The Monkey's Marriage - Anon
The Monkey married the babboon's sister,
Smacked his lips and then he kissed her;
She set  up a She yell.
set  up a yell.
She set  up a yell.
bridesmaid stuck on The some court plaster,
It stuck so fast stuck it couldn't stick faster;
Surely 'twas a bad disaster,
But it soon got well. But it soon got well. 

4 The Organist - George Stevens 1854-????
I wonder how the organist
Can do so many things;
He's getting ready long before
The choir stands up and sings;
He's pressing buttons, pushing stops,
He's pulling here and there,
And testing all he working parts
While listening to the prayer. 

5 The Weaver - William Burleigh 1812-1871
Ceaselessly the weaver, Time,
Sitting at his mystic loom,
Keeps his arrowy shuttle flying;
Every thread anears our dying