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Title: The Death and Burial of Cock Robin

Author: Anonymous

Release Date: October 8, 2007 [EBook #22921]

Language: English

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THE

DEATH AND BURIAL

OF

COCK ROBIN.

[Illustration]

LONDON:

WILLIAM DARTON AND SON,

HOLBORN HILL.

[Illustration: THE BURIAL OF COCK ROBIN.]

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Here lies Cock Robin,
Dead and cold;
This book his end
Will soon unfold.

[Illustration]

Who kill'd Cock Robin?
I, said the Sparrow,
With my bow and arrow,
And I kill'd Cock Robin.

This is the Sparrow,
With his bow and arrow.

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Who saw him die?
I, said the fly,
With my little eye,
And I saw him die.

This is the Fly,
With his little eye.

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Who caught his blood?
I, said the Fish,
With my little dish,
And I caught his blood.

This is the Fish,
That held the dish.

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Who'll make his shroud?
I, said the Beetle,
With my thread and needle,
And I'll make his shroud.

This is the Beetle,
With his thread and needle.

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Who'll dig his grave?
I, said the Owl,
With my spade and showl,
And I'll dig his grave.

This is the Owl so brave,
That dug Cock Robin's grave.

[Illustration]

Who'll be the Parson?
I, said the Rook,
With my little book,
And I'll be the Parson.

Here's Parson Rook,
Reading his book.

[Illustration]

Who'll be the Clerk?
I, said the Lark,
If 'tis not in the dark,
And I'll be the Clerk.

Behold the little Lark,
Says Amen like a Clerk.

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Who'll carry him to his grave?
I, said the Kite,
If 'tis not in the night,
I'll c