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Hiccory, diccory, dock,
The mouse run up the clock :
The clock struck one, and down he run,

Hiccory, diccory, dock.

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If I should give my fiddle,

They'll think that I'm gone maca For many a joyful day

My fiddle and I have had.


There was a Piper had a Cow,

And he had naught to give her, He pulld out his pipes and play'd her a tune,

And bade the cow consider.

The cow considered very well,

And gave the piper a penny,
And bade him play the other tune,

“Corn rigs are bonny."

Away, pretty robin, fly home to your nest,
To make you my captive I still should like best,

And feed you with worms and with bread : Your eyes are so sparkling, your feathers so soft, Your little wings flutter so pretty aloft,

And your breast is all cover'd with red.

Handy-spandy, Jacky dandy,
Loves plum-cake and sugar candy.

He bought some at a grocer's shop,
And pleased away went hop, hop, hop.

When good King Arthur ruled his land

He was a goodly king ;
He stole three pecks of barley meal

To make a bag-pudding.
A bag-pudding the king did make,

And stuff'd it well with plums;
And in it put great lumps of fat,

As big as my two thumbs.
The king and queen did eat thereof,

And noblemen beside ;
And what they could not eat that night,

The queen next morning fried.

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