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Oh, what a sweet little white Mouse !
Oh, what a dear little bright Mouse !

With his eyes of pink,

Going winky-wink,
Oh, what a sweet little white Mouse.

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My little Pink,

I suppose you think,
I cannot do without you,

I'll let you know

Before I go,
How little I care about you.

Tell tale tit, your tongue shall be slit,
And all the dogs in our town shall have a bit.

Saturday night shall be my whole care
To powder my locks and curl my hair;
On Sunday morning my love will come in
And marry me then with a pretty gold ring.


Dear Sensibility, O la!
I heard a little lamb cry, baa !
Says I, “So you have lost mamma ? "

The little lamb, as I said so,
Frisking about the fields did go,
And, frisking, trod upon my toe.

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Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold,
Pease porridge in the pot nine days old.

Can you spell that with four letters ?
Yes, I can—THAT.

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There was a man in our town,

And he was wond'rous wise, He jump'd into a bramble-bush,

And scratch'd out both his eyes; And when he saw his eyes were out,

With all his might and main He jump'd into another bush,

And scratch'd them in again.

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As I was going to sell my eggs,
I met a thief with bandy legs,
Bandy legs and crooked toes,
I tript up his heels and he fell on his nose.

Old mistress McShuttle

Lived in a coal-scuttle,
Along with her dog and her cat;
What they ate I can't tell,

But 'tis known very well,
That none of the party were fat.


Hen. Cock, cock, cock, cock,

I've laid an egg,

Am I to gang ba-are-foot ?
Cock. Hen, hen, hen, hen,

I've been up and down,
To every shop in town,
And cannot find a shoe
To fit your foot,
If I'd crow my hea-art out.

(To be said very quickly, except the last two words in each verse, which are to be screamed "out.)

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