| Jack and Jill went up the hill, To get a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after. |
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| Cock a doodle do, The dame has lost her shoe, And master’s lost his fiddle stick And don’t know what to do. |
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| I had a little husband, No bigger than my thumb. I put him in a quart pot, And there I bid him drum. |
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| Who’s there? A Grenadier! What do you want? A pot of beer. Where’s your money? Oh, I forgot, Then get you gone, you drunken sot. |