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Traditional Nursery Songs. 47
Taffy wasn't at home, Taffy came to my house,
And stole a marrow bone. I went to Taffy's house,
Taffy was in bed, I took the marrow bone,
And beat about his head.
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ELL tale, tit! Your tongue shall be slit, And all the dogs in the town Shall have a little bit.
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HE cat sat asleep by the fire, The mistress snored loud as a pig, Jack took up his fiddle by Jenny's desire, And struck up a bit of a jig.
" Ods bobs," said the dame, jumping up from her chair, " Such music, dear Johnny, as that Compels one to dance;" but John called out, " Beware, Or you'll tread on the tail of the cat*" |
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