A Nursery Without A Rhyme Twinkle, twinkle little star, Is how much the rhyme's got so far, But what if it lost its shine, Where would it go, would it cry. Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder where you are What would nurseries do, If the woman no longer lived in a shoe? If humpty wasn't such a numpty, And the black sheep had run out of wool. I ask you now; would these rhymes hold as much fame, If these situatuions were not the same. What would they sing, As theres not such a thing. As a nursery without its rhyme
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