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    From Wibbleton to Wobbleton is fifteen miles

    (three fast bounces on “fifteen miles”)

    From Wobbleton to Wibbleton is fifteen miles

    From Wibbleton to Wobbleton

    From Wobbleton to Wibbleton

    From Wibbleton to Wobbleton is fifteen miles

     

    Had a mule, his name was Jack.

    Rode his tail to save his back

    Tail got loose and I fell back.

    Whoa mule!

     

    Leg over leg,

    As the dog went to Dover.

    When he got there,

    Whoops, he went over!

    (one large bounce switching baby from one leg to the other)

     

    Ride a little horsey,

    Down to town.

    You better watch out

    so you don’t fall down!

    (gently drop baby between legs)

     

    Mother and Father and Uncle John,

    Went to market one by one.

    Mother fell off! (lean to the left)

    And Father fell off! (lean to the right)

    But Uncle John went on and on and on...

     

    Trot, trot to Boston

    Trot, trot to Lynn

    You better watch out

    So you don’t fall in!

    (gently drop baby between legs)

     

    See the ponies galloping, galloping,

    Down the country lane

    See the ponies galloping, galloping,

    Down the country lane

    See the ponies galloping, galloping,

    Down the country lane

    See the ponies coming home,

    All tired out, all tired out, all tired out.

     

    Trot little pony, down to town,

    One foot up (extra high bounce)

    And the other down! (slide baby down your legs)

     

    This is the way the ladies ride,

    Prim, prim, prim, prim (very gentle bounces)

     

    This is the way the gentlemen ride,

    Trim, trim, trim, trim. (slightly larger bounces)

     

    This is the way the hunters ride,

    A gallop, a gallop, a gallop, a gallop (large bounces)

     

    This is the way the farmer’s ride

    A trot, a trot, a trot, a trot. (very large bounce)

     

    This is the way the plough boys ride

    Hobble-dee-gee, Hobble-dee-gee. (large bounce from knee to knee)

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Bouncing Rhymes