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I HAD a little pony,
His name was Dapple-gray, I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away: She whipped him, she slashed him,
She rode him through the mire; I would not lend my pony now For all the lady's hire.
my little mare in Lincoln-
her, Till she came home both lame and
blind, With never a tale behind her.
I HAD a little doll, the prettiest
ever seen, She washed up the dishes, and kept
the house clean. She went to the mill to fetch me
some flour, And always got it home in less
than an hour. She baked me my bread, she brew
ed me my ale, She sat by the fire, and told me a
IF all the world were apple-pie,
And all the sea was ink, And all the trees were bread and
cheese, What should we have for drink?
LITTLE Robin Red-breast sat upon a tree,
Up went Pussy-cat, and down went he;
Little Robin Red-breast jumped upon a spade,