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OLD MOTHER HUBBARD.

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She went to the fruiterer's,

To get him some fruit; And when she came back,

He was playing the flute.
She went to the tailor's,

To get him a coat;
And when she came back,

He was riding a goat.
She went to the cobbler's,

To buy him some shoes ; And when she came back,

He was reading the news. She went to the sempstress',

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

The dog was spinning. She went to the hosier's,

To buy him some hose; And 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!"

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THE OLD MAN AND HIS CALF.

THERE 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.

PIPPIN HILL.

As I was going up Pippin hill,

Pippin hill was dirty,
There I met a pretty miss,

And she dropped me a curtsy.
Little miss, pretty miss,

Blessings light upon you!
If I had half-a-crown a-day,

I'd spend it all upon you !

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A LITTLE MAID'S ANSWER TO

A LITTLE MAN.

THERE was a little man,
And he woo'd a little maid,

And he said, “Little maid, will you wed, wed, wed?
I have nothing more to say,
Than will you, yea or nay,

For least said is soonest mended, ded, ded, ded."
The little maid replied,
Some say, a little sighed,

“But what shall we have for to eat, eat, eat?
Will the love you are so rich in
Make a fire in the kitchen ?
Or the little god of Love turn the spit, spit, spit ?”

ROBIN AND RICHARD. ROBIN and Richard

Were two pretty men; They lay in bed

Till the clock struck ten. Then up starts Robin,

And looks at the sky: “Oh, brother Richard,

The sun is very high. “You go before,

With your bottle and bag, And I will come after

On little Jack Nag."

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New Brooms! 0!

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NEW BROOMS! O! THERE was an old man, and he lived in a wood,

And his lazy son Jack would snooze till noon; Nor followed his trade, although it was good, With a bill and a stump for making of brooms,

Green brooms, With a bill and a stump for making of brooms.

One morn in a passion, and sore with vexation,

He swore he would fire the room,
If he did not get up, and go to his work,
And fall to the cutting of broom,

Green broom,
And fall to the cutting of broom.

Then Jack he arose, and slipped on his clothes,

And away to the wood very soon, Where he made up his pack, and put it on his back, Crying, “Maids, do you want any brooms?

Green brooms ?" Crying, “Maids, do you want any brooms ?"

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