Denslow's Mother Goose  by Anonymous
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page 5 of 21 (23%)
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			    Every fiddler, he had a fiddle, 
			And a very fine fiddle had he; Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers. Oh, there's none so rare, As can compare With King Cole and his fiddlers three. [Illustration] [Illustration] Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, marry, have I, Three bags full; One for my master, And one for my dame, And one for the little boy Who lives in the lane. [Illustration] [Illustration] Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man!  | 
		
			
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