# Sing-Song: If a Pig Wore a Wig - Source: Sing-Song (sing-song.gutenberg.org), Public domain, Christina Rossetti, pictures by Arthur Hughes, 1872, via Project Gutenberg - Reading level: Ages 4 to 6 - Subjects: Poems, Animals, Nature - Topics: give, green, pink, cold, mother, never - Length: 521 words, about 4 min - Original: - Page: - Open in Sprouts: If a pig wore a wig, What could we say? Treat him as a gentleman, And say “Good day.” If his tail chanced to fail, What could we do?— Send him to the tailoress To get one new. ## Seldom “can’t,” Seldom “can’t,” Seldom “don’t” Never “shan’t,” Never “won’t.” ## What will you give me for my pound? What will you give me for my pound? Full twenty shillings round. What will you give me for my shilling? Twelve pence to give I’m willing. What will you give me for my penny? Four farthings, just so many. ## January cold desolate January cold desolate; February all dripping wet; March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny June Brings longest day; In scorched July The storm-clouds fly Lightning-torn; August bears corn, September fruit; In rough October Earth must disrobe her; Stars fall and shoot In keen November; And night is long And cold is strong In bleak December. ## What is pink? a rose is pink What is pink? a rose is pink By the fountain’s brink. What is red? a poppy’s red In its barlev bed. What is blue? the sky is blue Where the clouds float thro’. What is white? a swan is white Sailing in the light. What is yellow: pears are yellow, Rich and ripe and mellow. What is green? the grass is green. With small flowers between. What is violet? clouds are violet In the summer twilight. What is orange? why, an orange, Just an orange! ## Mother shake the cherry-tree Mother shake the cherry-tree, Susan catch a cherry; Oh how funny that will be, Let’s be merry! One for brother, one for sister, Two for mother more, Six for father, hot and tired, Knocking at the door. ## A pin has a head, but has no hair A pin has a head, but has no hair; A clock has a face, but no mouth there Needles have eyes, but they cannot see; A fly has a trunk without lock or key; A timepiece may lose, but cannot win; A corn-field dimples without a chin; A hill has no leg, but has a foot; A wine-glass a stem, but not a root; A watch has hands, but no thumb or finger A boot has a tongue, but is no singer; Rivers run, though they have no feet; A saw has teeth, but it does not eat; Ash-trees have keys, yet never a lock; And baby crows, without being a cock. ## Hopping frog, hop here and be seen Hopping frog, hop here and be seen, I’ll not pelt you with stick or stone: Your cap is laced and your coat is green; Good bye, we’ll let each other alone. ## Plodding toad, plod here and be looked at Plodding toad, plod here and be looked at, You the finger of scorn is crooked at: But though you’re lumpish, you’re harmless too; You won’t hurt me, and I won’t hurt you. ## Where innocent bright-eyed daisies are Where innocent bright-eyed daisies are, With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green. ## Picture credits - Arthur Hughes, Public domain () - Arthur Hughes, Public domain () - Arthur Hughes, Public domain () - Arthur Hughes, Public domain () - Arthur Hughes, Public domain () - Arthur Hughes, Public domain () - Arthur Hughes, Public domain () - Arthur Hughes, Public domain () - Arthur Hughes, Public domain ()