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I have a secret I would like
The little girls to know ;
But I wont tell a single boy—

They rob the poor birds so.

    
   
   
 

We have four pretty little nests,
We watch them with great care;
Full fifty eggs are in this tree—
 - Don’t tell the boys they ’re here.

    
   
   
 

Joe Thomson robbed the nest last year,
And year before, Tom Brown ;

Ill tell it loud as I can sing,
To every one in town.

    
   
    

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