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I had a little Scotchman,
Who reached to my chin;
He was swift as an arrow,
And neat as a pin.
He ran on my errands,
And sang me a song;
Oh, he was as happy
As summer is long!
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Trottery, trottery, out of breath,
Nurse trots the baby 'most to death:
Sick or well, or cold or hot,
It's trottery, trottery, trottery-trot!
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