The Real Mother Goose by Unknown
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Little Jack Horner
Little Jack Jelf Little Jack Jingle Little Jenny Wren fell sick Little King Boggen, he built a fine hall "Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?" Little Miss Muffet Little Nanny Etticoat Little Polly Flinders Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree Little Tommy Tittlemouse Little Tom Tucker Lives in winter London Bridge is broken down Long legs, crooked thighs Lucy Locket lost her pocket March winds and April showers Margaret wrote a letter Mary had a pretty bird Mary, Mary, quite contrary Master I have, and I am his man Mister East gave a feast Molly, my sister and I fell out Monday's child is fair of face Multiplication is vexation My little old man and I fell out My maid Mary she minds the dairy Nancy Dawson was so fine |
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