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WHO STOLE THE BIRD'S-NEST? |
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Chuck! chuck! said the hen, Don't ask me again; Why, I haven't a chick Would do such a trick. We all gave her a feather, And she wove them together. I 'd scorn to intrude On her and her brood. Chuck! chuck! said the hen, Don't ask me again. |
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Chirr-a-whirr! chirr-a-whirr! We will make a great stir. Let us find out his name, And all cry—For shame!
A little boy hung down his
head, And went and hid behind the
bed; For he stole that pretty nest From little Robin Redbreast; And he felt so full of shame He did not like to tell his name. |
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