A TREASURY OF STORIES, JINGLES AND RHYMES.

 

HERE was a little boy and a little girl
Lived in an alley,
Says the little boy to the little girl,
“Shall I, Oh! shall 1?”

Says the little girl to the little boy,
“What shall we do?”

Says the little boy to the little girl
“T will kiss you.”

USH a bye baby on the tree top
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
Down tumbles baby, cradle and all.—

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