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A UTILE BOY WENT INTO A BARN. |
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A little boy went into a barn, And lay down on some hay;
An owl came out and flew about, And the little boy ran away. |
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As I was going up Primrose Hill,
Primrose Hill was dirty; There I met a pretty Miss,
And she dropped me a curtsey. JJttle Miss, pretty .'Miss,
Blessings light upon you; If I had half-a-crown a day,
I 'd spend it all upon you. |
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