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Page 177—Piggy Land
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The Old Woman and Her Pig Once an old woman was sweeping her house, and found a crooked sixpence, and went to market to buy a pig. As she was coming home she came to a stile, and the pig would not get over it: so she went a little farther and met a dog, and said to the dog:— |
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"Dog, dog, bite pig; Piggy won't get over the stile, And I shan't get home to-night." But the dog would not. |
| She went a little farther and met a stick, and said: |
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"Stick, stick, beat dog; dog won't bite pig, Piggy won't get over the stile, And I shan't get home to-night." But the stick would not. |
| She went a little farther and met a fire, and said: |
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"Fire, fire, burn stick; stick won't beat dog, Dog won't bite pig, Piggy won't get over the stile, And I shan't get home to-night." But the fire would not. |
| She went a little farther and met some water, and said: |