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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. |
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WHAT'S the news of the day,
Good neighbor, I pray ? They say the balloon Is gone up to the moon. |
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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. |
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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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