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MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES. |
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CROSS patch, Draw the latch,
Sit by the fire and spin; Take a cup, And drink it up,
Then call your neighbors in. |
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IN" fir tar is, In oak none is. In mud eel is, In clay none is, Goat eat ivy, Mare eat oats. |
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WHAT care I how black I be, Twenty pounds will marry me; If twenty won't, forty shall, I am my mother's bouncing girl |
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THE man in the moon came down too sooo To inquire the way to Norridge; •
The man in the south, he burnt his mouth With eating cold plum-porridge. |
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