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Title: Denslow's Mother Goose

Author: Anonymous

Illustrator: William Wallace Denslow

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DENSLOW'S
MOTHER
GOOSE

Being the old familiar rhymes and jingles of MOTHER GOOSE edited and
illustrated

by
W. W. Denslow.

1901
McClure, Phillips
& Company
Publishers
NEW YORK

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COPYRIGHT
1901
BY
WILLIAM
WALLACE
DENSLOW

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This book is dedicated to
ANN WATERS DENSLOW
with much love and gratitude
for her help in its
making.

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Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall;
All the king's horses, and all the king's men
Cannot put Humpty-Dumpty together again.
(An egg)

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Mistress Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With cockle-shells and silver bells
And pretty maids all in a row.

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Bye, baby bunting,
Daddy's gone a hunting,
He'll never get this rabbit's skin,
To wrap the baby bunting in.

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Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner,
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And he took out a plum,
And said,
"What a good boy am I!"

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Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he:

He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.

Every fiddler, he had a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers.