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A fair little girl sat under a tree. |
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A little child to us has sped, |
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All good-night, all good.-night |
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All things bright and beautiful |
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Another day has now begun |
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As the vane upon the tower. |
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Awake! Ye little sle'epers |
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Birdies in the greenwood. |
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Busy hands are never still |
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Cherries ripe, cherries ripe. |
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ChiCkie, chickie, chickie chick |
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Children, children, quick, make speed |
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Come, come, my pretty Fido |
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Come, dance, little Thumbkin |
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Come, little leaves, said the wind |
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Come, millers, near this babbling rill |
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End to end the bricks we lay |
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Farewell, work, and farewell, play. |
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Father, help each little child |
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Fingers tripping up and down |
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Five little children climb a tree |
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Flowers, wild-wood flowers, |
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Gentle Jesus, meek and mild |
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Good bye, daisy, pink and rose |
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Good bye, good bye to summer. |
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Good morning, good morning, dear etc, |
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Good morning, play-mate's, one and all, |
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Good morning, pleasant Sunshiue. |
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Great big steeple clocks say |
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Hands shall heavy millstones be |
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Hark! it echoes down the street |
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How it blows and storms and pours |
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How we love our kindergarten |
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I am. a little farmer boy |
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