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MOTHER GOOSE S MELODIES. |
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HERE was an old woman toss'd up in a basket, Nineteen times as high as the moon. Where she was going I couldn't but ask it, For in her hand she carried a broom. |
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" Old woman, old woman, old woman,"
quoth I, "0 whither, 0 whither, 0 whither, so high 7" " To brush the cobwebs off the sky!" " Shall I go with thee ? " " Aye, by and by.' |
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