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DICKERY, DICKERY, DARE. |
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Dickery, dickery, dare,
The pig flew up in the air;
The man in brown soon brought him down,
Dickery, dickery, dare. |
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Molly, my sister, and I fell out,
And what do you think it was about ?
She loved coffee, and I loved tea,
And that was the reason we couldn't agree. |
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Solomon Grundy, Born on a Monday, Christened on Tuesday, Married on Wednesday, Very ill on Thursday, Worse on Friday, Died on Saturday, Buried on Sunday. This is the end Of Solomon Grundy. |
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