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NURSERY RHYMES.

 

DLXXVII.

I HAD a little dog, and his name was Blue Bell,
I gave him some work, and he did it very well;
I sent him upstairs to pick up a pin,

He stepped in the coal-scuttle up to the chin;

 

I sent him to the garden to pick some sage,

He tumbled down and fell in a rage;

I sent him to the cellar to draw a pot of beer,
He came up again and said there was none there.

DLXXVIII.

The Cock. Lock the dairy door,
Lock the dairy door!

The Hen. Chickle, chackle, chee,
I haven’t got the key!