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DETER PIPER pick'd a peck of pickled pepper;
A peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper pick’d;
TITTLE boy blue, come blow up your horn,
A sheep's in the meadow, a cow's in the corn;
T HAD a little dog, and his name was Blue Bell;
I'LL tell you a story,
About John a Nory;
And now my story's done.
Come hop, hop, hop;
Will you stop, stop, stop? And'was going to the window,
To say, How do you do? But he shook his little tail,
And far away he flew.
He went by the south,
And burnt his mouth With supping cold pease-porridge.
100. THEOPHILUS Thistlethwate 1 Thrust three thousand thistles Through the thick of his thumb.
U Has lost her sheep,
Let them alone,
And they'll come home,
Fell fast asleep, And dreamt she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke
She found it a joke,
Then up she took
Her little crook, Determined for to find them;
She found them indeed,
But it made her heart bleed, For they'd left their tails behind them.
It happened one day,
As Bo-peep did stray Unto a meadow hard by,
There she espied
Their tails side by side, All hung on a tree to dry.
He was a goodly king :
And made a bag-pudding.
And stuff’d it well with plums,
As big as my two thumbs.
. And noblemen beside;
The queen next morning fried.
SING! sing! what shall I sing?
The cat’s run away with the pudding
THERE was a little man,
1 And he woo'd a little maid, And he said, Little maid, will you wed, wed, wed ?
I have little more to say,
Than will you, yea or nay? 7 For least said is soonest mended—ded, ded, ded.
The little maid replied,
Some say a little sigh’d:
Will the love that you're so rich in
Make a fire in the kitchen,
2. This little pig stayed at home;