Mother Goose

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A LITTLE cock-sparrow sat on a tree, Looking as happy as happy could be, Till a boy came by, with his bow and arrow, Says he, I will shoot the little cock-sparrow.
His body will make me a nice little stew, And his giblets will make me a little pie, too. Says the little cock-sparrow, I'll be shot if I stay, So he clapped his wings, and flew away.
A LITTLE boy went
into a barn, And lay down on some hay; An owl came out and flew about, And the little boy ran away.
BLESS you, bless you, bonny bee:
Say, when will your wedding be ? If it be to-morrow day,
Take your wings and fly away.
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