I treated Jack for concussion.

I pushed both of them.

I used to work at the pharmacy where Little Boy Blue bought his narcolepsy medication.

I was the cartographer for the Grand Old Duke of !York's Third Light Artillery.

I participated in a raid that released Mrs. Peter Peter from the pumpkin shell.

Jack Horner ruined all my pies!

[ZK] That wasn't his thumb.

I have no idea to what you may be referring.

From personal experience, Mary Mary was quite amenable.

If Little Bo Peep leaves her sheep alone, they will come home, wagging their tales behind them, and will not be savaged by dogs or rounded up by government officials.

Miss Muffet has been undergoing counseling for her arachophobia. It's been some success, but she still does not like spiders to sit down beside her. She's also off whey.