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Traditional Nursery Songs. 49
When Goody, enraged that the parrot was free, Protested she'd break all his bones.
Gaffer swore in his rage, and he laok'd like a fool, He vowed he would go for his gun; And a host of young urchins, returning from school, Hurrahed at the glorious fun.
Poll wickedly into a pond dropp'd the wig, By the side of which grew a tall tree;
Gaffer cut a long bough, and fish'd for his wig ; The boys danced and shouted with glee.
At last Gaffer managed to hook out his wig, Which suspended his desperate rage;
Jack struck up a tune, and they all danced a jig, And the Parrot flew back to her cage.
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HE cuckoo is a bonny bird, He sings as he flies; He brings us good tidings, He tells us no lies.
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