Follow my leader

Ann, Ann! 
  Come! quick as you can!
There's a fish that talks
  In the frying pan!
Out of the fat,
  As clear as glass,
He put up his mouth
  And moaned "Alas!"
Oh, most mournful,
  "Alas, alack!"
Then turned to his sizzling
  And sank him back.

Text Authorship:

by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Alas, alack!", appears in Peacock Pie: A Book of Rhymes, in 1. Up and Down, no. 5, first published 1913

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Gone the snowdrop -- comes the crocus
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Text Authorship:

by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "Come -- Gone", appears in Bells and Grass: A Book of Rhymes, first published 1941

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There was a ship of Rio
  Sailed out into the blue,
And nine and ninety monkeys
  Were all her jovial crew.
From bo'sun to the cabin boy,
  From quarter to caboose,
There weren't a stitch of calico
  To breech 'em -- tight or loose;
From spar to deck, from deck to keel,
  From barnacle to shroud,
There weren't one pair of reach-me-downs
  To all that jabbering crowd.
But wasn't it a gladsome sight,
  When roared the deep-sea gales,
To see them reef her fore and aft,
  A-swinging by their tails!
Oh, wasn't it a gladsome sight,
  When glassy calm did come,
To see them squatting tailor-wise
  Around a keg of rum!
Oh, wasn't it a gladsome sight,
  When in she sailed to land,
To see them all a-scampering skip
  For nuts across the sand!

Text Authorship:

by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), appears in Peacock Pie: A Book of Rhymes, in 1. Up and Down, no. 18, first published 1913

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Confirmed with Peacock Pie. A Book of Rhymes by Walter de la Mare, London: Constable & Co. Ltd., [1920], page 32.

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Song Cycle by Terence Greaves (b. 1933)

?. Alas, alack! [sung text not yet checked]

?. Come‑‑Gone

?. The ship of Rio [sung text not yet checked]