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Little Johnny Pringle had a little pig; It was not very little, nor was it very big : As it was playing beneath the shed, In half a minute poor piggie was dead.
So Johnny Pringle sat down and cried; And Betty Pringle, she lay down and died. This is the history of one, two, and three,— Johnny Pringle, Betty Pringle, and Piggie Wiggie. |
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