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EY ding a ding, what shall I |
HERE we go up, up, up,
And here we go down, down, downy; Here we go backwards and forward*, And here we go round, round, roundy. |
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sing:
How many holes in a skimmer ? Four and twenty—my stomach's
empty; Pray, Mamma, give me some
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HUSH-A-BYE, baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;: When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, |
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Down comes hush-a-bye, baby, and all.
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