A nursery rhyme I remember went like this;
Hupp, hupp my little horse, hupp, hupp again sir.
How many miles to Dublin? Three score and ten sir,
Will we be there by candle light? Yes and back again sir.
I am not sure if is a variation on a quote from James Joyce's Ulysses, Scylla and Charybdis:
"How many miles to Dublin?
Three score and ten, sir.
Will we be there by candlelight?"
or an adaptation of another nursery rhyme:
How many miles to Babylon?
Three score miles and ten.
Can I get there by candle-light?
Yes, and back again.
If your heels are nimble and light,
You may get there by candle-light.
2006-10-11 10:48:51
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answer #1
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answered by alpha 7
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This is the only one I could think it would be, other than that not a clue:
I had a little horse,
His name was Dappled Grey,
His head was made of gingerbread,
His tail was made of hay:
He could amble, he could trot,
He could carry the mustard pot,
He could amble, he could trot,
Through the old town of Windsor.
2006-10-10 08:07:41
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answer #2
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answered by masterbrown2002 3
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Up up little horse,
Let me rub you up and down little horse,
I guess you like that little horse,
Wow you are a big little horse,
hahahaha hahahaha hahaha
2006-10-10 08:14:03
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answer #3
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answered by kevthekat 2
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Up up a little horse
is my throat today
I tried to swallow an elephant
and now I cannot say
2006-10-10 10:07:20
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answer #4
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answered by Miss Behavin 5
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Do you have any more informaion about it?
2006-10-10 08:05:15
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answer #5
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answered by Shawn_small 3
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