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Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man ! So I will, master, as fast as I can: Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T, Put in the oven for Tommy and me. |
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See, saw, Margery Daw,
Little Jackey shall have a new master; Little Jackey shall have but a penny a day,
Because he can't work any faster. |
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Husn a bye, baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock; When the bough bends, tke cradle will fall, Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all. |
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