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Curly locks! curly locks! wilt thou be mine ? Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine; But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam, And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream |
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Three blind mice, see how they run! They all ran after the farmer's wife, Who cut off their tails with the carving knife^ Did you ever see such fools in your life ?
Three blind mice. |
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Feedtjm, fiddledum fee, The cat's got into the tree. Pussy, come down, Or I'll crack your crown, And toss you into the sea. |
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