This is the house that Jack built.

 

This is the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the dog

That worried the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog

That worried the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the maiden, all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog

That worried the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the man all tattered and torn

Who kissed the maiden, all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog

That worried the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the priest all shaven and shorn

Who married the man all tattered and torn

Who kissed the maiden, all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog

That worried the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the rooster that crowed in the morn

That woke the priest all shaven and shorn

Who married the man all tattered and torn

Who kissed the maiden, all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog

That worried the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the farmer, sowing his corn,

Who kept the rooster that crowed in the morn

That woke the priest all shaven and shorn

Who married the man all tattered and torn

Who kissed the maiden, all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog

That worried the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

This is the horse and the hound and the horn

That belonged to the farmer sowing his corn

Who kept the rooster that crowed in the morn

That woke the priest all shaven and shorn

Who married the man all tattered and torn

Who kissed the maiden, all forlorn,

That milked the cow with the crumpled horn

That tossed the dog

That worried the cat

That chased the rat

That ate the cheese

That lay in the house that Jack built.

 

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