The Real Mother Goose by Unknown
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page 98 of 140 (70%)
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Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace, Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go, Friday's child is loving and giving, Saturday's child works hard for its living, But the child that's born on the Sabbath day Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay. A CHIMNEY Black within and red without; Four corners round about. LADYBIRD Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home! Your house is on fire, your children all gone, All but one, and her name is Ann, And she crept under the pudding pan. THE MAN WHO HAD NAUGHT There was a man and he had naught, And robbers came to rob him; He crept up to the chimney pot, And then they thought they had him. |
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