The Only True Mother Goose Melodies by Anonymous
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page 34 of 63 (53%)
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These are the words you have me say
For a pair of new gloves on Easter-day. Great A, little a, bouncing B, The Cat's in the cupboard, and she can't see. The little black dog ran round the house, And set the bull a roaring, And drove the monkey in the boat, Who set the oar a rowing, And scared the cock upon the rock, Who cracked his throat with crowing. Oh, what a sweet little white Mouse! Oh, what a dear little bright Mouse! With his eyes of pink, Going winky-wink, Oh, what a sweet little white Mouse. My little Pink, I suppose you think, I cannot do without you, I'll let you know Before I go, How little I care about you. |
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