The Song Of Sixpence Picture Book

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		An Alphabet of Old Fnends. Up hill and down dale, Butter is made in every vale; And if Nancy Cock Is a good girl, She shall have a spouse. And make butter anon, Before her old grandmother Grows a young man. Valentine, Oh, Valentine, Curl your locks as I do mine: Two before and two behind; Good-morrow to you, Valentine. " Where are you going, my pretty maid.?" " I'm going a milking, sir," she said. " May 1 go with you, my pretty maid ?" " You're kindly welcome, sir," she said. " What is your father, my pretty maid ?" " My father's a farmer, sir," she said. " Say will you marry me, my pretty maid ?" " Yes, if you please, kind sir," she said. " What is your fortune, my pretty maid ?" " My face is my fortune, sir," she said, " Then, I won't marry you, my pretty maid!" " Nobody asked you, sir," she said.