Booman

Ding dong for Booman,
Booman is dead and gone
Left seven of a family:
Able, and Anthony,
Richard. and Zachary,
James, Thomas, and John.
Where shall we bury him?

Carry him to London,
By his grandfatherâ??s grave
Grows a green onion.
Dig his grave wide and deep,
Strew it with flowers,
Toll the bell, toll the bell,
Twenty four hours.

Categorized under: B, Nursery rhymes