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Twinkle, twinkle, little star;
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!

When the glorious sun is set,
When the grass with dew is wet,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.


I see the moon, and the moon sees me; God bless the moon, and God bless me.

Sixty seconds hath a minute,
Sixty minutes hath an hour,
But a second hath within it
Sixty jiffies full of power.


Who killed Cock Robin ?

“I,” said the Sparrow,

“ With my bow and arrow; And I killed Cock Robin."

This is the Sparrow,
With his bow and arrow.

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Who made his shroud ?

“ I,” said the Beetle,

“ With my little needle; And I made his shroud.”

This is the Beetle,
With his little needle.

Who will be the parson ?

“I," said the Rook,

“ With my little book ; And I will be the parson.”

This is the Rook,
With his little book.

Who will dig his grave?

“I,” said the Owl,

“With my spade and shovel ; And I'll dig his grave.”

This is the Owl,
With his spade and shovel.

Who will be the clerk ?

“T,” said the Lark,

“If 'tis not in the dark; And I will be the clerk."

This is the Lark
Who would be the clerk.

Who'll carry him to the grave ?

“I," said the Kite,

“ If 'tis not in the night;
And I'll carry him to the grave.”

This is the Kite,
For 'twas not in the night.

Who will be the chief mourner ?

“I,” said the Dove,

“ Because of my love;
And I will be chief mourner.”

This is the Dove
That mourns for her love.

Who will sing a psalm?

“I," said the Thrush,

As she sat in a bush;
“And I will sing a psalm.”

This is the Thrush
As she sang in the bush.

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Who will bear the pall ?

We,” said the Wren,
Both the Cock and the Hen;
“ And we will bear the pall.”

This is the Wren,
Both the Cock and the Hen.

Who will toll the bell?

6 1,” said the Bull,

“ Because I can pull.”
And so Cock Robin farewell.

All the birds of the air

Fell to sighing and sobbing When they heard the bell toll

For poor Cock Robin.


Hickory, dickory, dock,
The mouse ran up the clock.

The clock struck one,

And down he did run,
Hickory, dickory, dock.

A diller, a dollar,
A ten o'clock scholar,
What makes you come so soon?
You used to come at ten o'clock,
But now you come at noon.

EARLY to bed and early to rise,
Is the way to be healthy and wealthy and wise.

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