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MOTHER GOOSE'S MELODIES. |
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TOM, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig and away he run. The pig was eat, and Tom was beat, And Tom ran crying down the street.
Oh, madam, I will give you the keys of my chest, To count my gold and silver when I am gone to rest,
If you will but walk abroad with me, If you will but talk with me.
Oh, sir, I will accept of the keys of your chest,
To count your gold and silver when you are gone to rest,
And I will walk abroad with thee,
And I will talk with thee 1
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ONE a penny, two a penny, hot cross-buns;
If your daughters do not like them, give them to your
sons. But if you should have none of these pretty little elves: You cannot do better than to eat them yourselves. |
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