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LITTLE POLLY FLINDERS. 239 |
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Little Polly Flinders Sate among the cinders
Warming her pretty little toes! Her mother came and caught her, And whipped her little |
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daughter, For spoiling her nice new clothes. |
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Great A, little a,
Bouncing B, The cat's in the cupboard,
And she can't see. |
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