Mother Goose

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What is your father, my pretty maid ? My father's a farmer, sir, she said. What is your fortune, my pretty maid ? My face is my fortune, sir, she said. Then 1 won't marry you, my pretty maid. Fobody asked you, sir, she said.
WHAT'S the news of the day,
Good neighbor, I pray ? They say the balloon Is gone up to the moon.
WHAT are little boys made of, made of,
What are little boys made of? Snaps and snails, and puppy-dog's tails; And that's what little boys are made of, made of.
What are little girls made of, made of, made of, What are little girls made of? Sugar and spice, and all things that are nice; And that's what little girls are made of, made of.
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