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I had a little pony; They called him Dapple-grey.
I lent him to a lady, To ride a mile away.
She whipped him, she slashed him, She rode him through the mire; I would not lend my pony now, For all the lady"s hire.
See, see. What shall I see?
A horse"s head where his tail should be.
p.u.s.s.y cat, p.u.s.s.y cat, where have you been?
I"ve been to London to look at the Queen.
p.u.s.s.y cat, p.u.s.s.y cat, what did you do there?
I frightened a little mouse under the chair.
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Little Tommy t.i.ttlemouse Lived in a little house; He caught fishes In other men"s ditches.
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THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT.
This is the MALT That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the RAT That ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the CAT, That killed the rat, That ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the DOG, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the COW with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the MAIDEN all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the MAN all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, that worried the cat, That killed the rat, that ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the PRIEST all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, that worried the cat, That killed the rat, that ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the c.o.c.k that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, that worried the cat, That killed the rat, that ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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This is the FARMER who sowed the corn, That kept the c.o.c.k that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, that worried the cat, That killed the rat, that ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
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Old mother Widdle Waddle jumped out of bed, And out of the cas.e.m.e.nt she popped her head, Crying, "The house is on fire, the grey goose is dead, And the fox has come to the town, oh!"
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Two legs sat upon three legs, With one leg in his lap; In comes four legs, And runs away with one leg; Up jumps two legs, Catches up three legs, Throws it after four legs, And makes him bring one leg back.
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