Oh, there's none so rare,
As can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three.
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Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes, marry, have I,
Three bags full;
One for my master,
And one for my dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives in the lane.
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Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man!
So I will, master, as fast as I can:
Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with T, and
Put in the oven for Tommy and me.
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Great A, little a,
Bouncing B!
The cat's in the cupboard,
And she can't see.
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To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again, dancing a jig:
Ride to market to buy a fat hog,
Home again, home again, jiggety-jog.
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I love little Pussy, her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her, she'll do me no harm.
I'll sit by the fire, and give her some food,
And Pussy will love me, because I am good.
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Higglepy, Piggleby, My black hen,
She lays eggs For gentlemen;
Sometimes nine, And sometimes ten,
Higglepy, Piggleby, My black hen!
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Hickety; dickety, dock,
The mouse ran up the clock;
The clock struck one,
Down the mouse ran,
Hickety, dickety, dock.
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Hush-a-bye, baby, on on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the bough bends it never can fall,
Safe is the baby, bough, cradle and all.
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There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
She had so many children she didn't know what to do;
She gave them some broth with plenty of bread,
She kissed them all fondly and sent them to bed.
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Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
They made him a coat
Of an old nanny goat
I wonder how they could do so!
With a ring-a-ting tang,
And a ring-a-ting tang,
Poor old Robinson Crusoe!
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Rain, rain, go away,
Come again another day;
Little Arthur wants to play.
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The rose is red,
The violet's blue,
Sugar is sweet,
And so are y
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