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It was a cough that carried him off,
It was a coffin they carred off in.
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On an infant eight months old:
Since I have been so quickly done for,
I wonder what I was begun for.
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Little Johnny had a purple monkey
Climbing up a yellow stick,
Little Johnny licked the purple paint off,
And it made him deathly sick.
They stirred him up with calomel,
They tried to move his liver,
But all in vain, his little soul
Was wafted o'er the River.
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Potterne in Wiltshire: