Mother Goose

Children's Book of Songs & Nursery Rhymes, c1850

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	Bow, wow, wow, Whose dog art thou? Littk Tom Tinker's dog, Bow, wow, wow.
	Rowsty dowt, my fire's all out, My little dame is not at home! I'll saddle my duck, and bridle my hen, And fetch my little dame home again I Home she came, tritty, trot, She asked for the porridge she left in the pot j Some she ate and some she shod, And some she gave to the truckler's dog; She took up the ladle and knocked its head, And now poor Dapsy dog is dead I