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LUCY LOCKET lost her pocket,

Kitty Fisher found it;

Ne'er a penny was there in it,
But the binding round it.

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The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.

Where's the boy that looks after the sheep?

He's under the haycock, fast asleep.
Will you wake him? No, not I;

For if I do, he'll be sure to cry.

LITTLE Jack Horner sat in the corner, Eating of Christmas pie;

He put in his thumb and took out a plum,

And said, "What a brave boy am I!"

SEE-SAW, Marjory Daw,

Sold her bed and lay upon straw.

THERE HERE was an old woman tossed up in a basket,

Ninety-nine times as high as the moon; But where she was going, I could not but ask it,

For under her arm she carried a broom.

"Old woman, old woman, old woman," said I,

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Whither, O whither, O whither so high?"

To sweep the cobwebs off the sky,

And I'll be with you by and by.”

BETTY PRINGLE had a little pig,
Not very little and not very big;
When he was alive he lived in clover,
But now he's dead, and that's all over.
Billy Pringle he lay down and cried,
Betty Pringle she lay down and died;
So there was an end of one, two, three:
Billy Pringle he,

Betty Pringle she,

And the piggy wiggy wee.

As John and

Jane went through

the lane,

One very pleasant Sunday,

Said John to Jane,

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BLOW, wind, blow! and go, mill, go! That the miller may grind his corn; That the baker may take it,

And into rolls make it,

And send us some hot in the morn.

CURLY LOCKS! Curly Locks! wilt thou

be mine?

Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine,

But sit upon a cushion and sew up a

seam,

And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and

cream!

THERE

HERE was an old man,

And he had a calf,

And that's half;

He took him out of the stall,

And put him on the wall,

And that's all.

POLLY, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on,
Polly, put the kettle on,
And let's drink tea.

Sukey, take it off again,

Sukey, take it off again,

Sukey, take it off again,

They 've all gone away.

HARK, hark!

The dogs do bark,

The beggars are coming to town:

Some in rags,

Some in tags,

And some in velvet gowns.

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