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She went to the sempstress'

To buy him some linen; But when she came back,

The Dog was a-spinning.

She went to the hosier's

To buy him some hose; But when she came back,

He was dressed in his clothes.

The Dame made a curtsey,
The Dog made a bow;
The Dame said, "Your servant,"
The Dog said, "Bow, wow."

This wonderful Dog

Was Dame Hubbard's delight; He could sing, he could dance, He could read, he could write.

She gave him rich dainties,
Whenever he fed;

And erected a monument

When he was dead.

TOM HE WAS A PIPER'S SON.

Tom he was a piper's son,

He learnt to play when he was young, But all the tune that

he could play,

Was "Over the hills and far away."

But Tom with his pipe

made such a noise, That he pleased both

the girls and boys;

And they stopped to hear him play, "Over the hills and far away."

THE LION AND THE UNICORN.

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The lion and the unicorn

Were fighting for the crown; The lion beat the unicorn.

All about the town.

Some gave them white bread,
And some gave them brown,
Some gave them plum-cake,
And sent them out of town.

THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN.

There was an old woman and what do you think? She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink: Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet; And yet this old woman could never be quiet. She went to the baker to buy her some bread, And when she came home her old husband was

dead;

She went to the clerk to toll the bell,

And when she came back her old husband was

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It made the children laugh and play,

To see a lamb at school.

And so the Teacher turned him out,

But still he lingered near,
And waited patiently about,
Till Mary did appear:

And then he ran to her, and laid
His head upon her arm,

As if he said, "I'm not afraid,

You'll save me from all harm."

"What makes the lamb love Mary so?" The eager children cry

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"O, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"

The Teacher did reply.

LITTLE NANNY ETTICOAT.

Little Nanny Etticoat,

In a white petticoat,

And a red nose;

The longer she stands,

The shorter she grows.

OLD KING COLE.

Old King Cole

Was a merry old soul,

And a merry old soul was he;

He called for his pipe,

And called for his bowl,

And he called for his fiddlers three.

Every fiddler, he had a fine fiddle,

And a very fine fiddle had he;

Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers.

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