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Traditional Nursery Songs. 65
The three little cats jumped down in a trice, And cracked the bones of the three little mice.
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HREE little mice sat down to spin, Pussy pass'd by, and she peep'd in; " What are you at, my little men ?" " Making coats for gentlemen ?" " Shall I come in, and cut off your thread ?" " No! no! Miss Pussy,you'll biteofFour head." |
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O market, to market, to buy a plum bun, Home again, home again, market is done. |
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OM, Tom, the piper's son, Stole a pig and away he ran. The pig was ate, and Tom was beat, And Tom ran crying down the street.
TRIP upon trenchers, and dance upon dishes, My mother sent me for some barm, some barm; She bid me tread lightly, and come again quickly, For fear the young men should do me some harm.
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