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To marry a man all tattered and torn,
Who must beg for his bread, and will evrything pawn ;
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
Who wished in her heart she had never been born ;
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That has strayed from the meadow to feed on the lawn ;
That tossed the dog right into a bog,
That worried the cat—and got spit at for that—
That killed the rat, who had grown really fat,
That ate the malt, and thought it no fault,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

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Tweedledum and Tweedledee.

i Rierapedcis and Tweedledee
Had a mighty battle,
And what was it all about, think ye ?
About a penny rattle.

So nations foolishly make wars,
And loud their cannons rattle ;

When oft they have as little cause,
As Tweedledum for battle.

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The Little Bird.

ONCE saw a little bird come hop, hop, hop.
And I cried, ‘Little bird, won’t you stop, stop, stop ?’
But he bowed his little head as if to bid adieu,
And shook his little tail, and far away he flew.
Oh! naughty little bird, not to stop, stop, stop,
When I salt upon your tail would pop, pop, pop.