| LITTLE boy blue, come blow your horn; |
| The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn. |
| Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep? |
| He's under the hay-cock, fast a-sleep. |
| Will you wake him? No, not I; |
| For if I do, he'll be sure to cry. |
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| POLLY, Dolly, Kate and Molly, All are filled with pride and folly. | |
![]() | Polly tattles, Dolly wriggles, Katy rattles, Molly giggles; |
| Whoe'er knew such constant rattling, Wriggling, giggling, noise, and tattling |
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| POLLY put the kettle on, Susy took it off; Aunt Jemima's little girl Has got the whooping cough. | PHOEBE rode a nanny goat, Susy broke her leg, Father took his wedding coat And hung it on a peg. | ||||||||||

