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Nievie, nievie, nicknack,
Which hand will ye tak'?
Tak' the right, or tak' the wrong,
I'll beguile ye, if I can.

Oo

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Oh, Mother, I'm to be married
To Mr. Punchinello,
To Mr. Pun,
To Mr. Chin,
To Mr. Nel,
To Mr. Lo,
Mr. Pun, Mr. Chin, Mr. Nel, Mr. Lo
To Mr. Punchinello.

Pp

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Pat a cake, pat a cake, baker's man,
Prick it and bake it as fast as you can.
Prick it, and bake it, and mark it with B,
And put it in the oven for baby and me.

Qq

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Queen of Hearts,
She made some tarts,
All on a summer's day.
The Knave of Hearts,
He stole the tarts,
And took them all away.

Rr

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Rain, rain,
Go to Spain,
And never come back again.

Ss

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See, Saw, Margery Daw,
Sold her bed, and lay upon straw.

Tt

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Three children sliding on the ice,
Upon a summer's day;
As it fell out they all fell in:
The rest they ran away.

Uu

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Uphill spare me,
Downhill 'ware me,
On level ground spare me not,
And in the stable forget me not.

Vv

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VALENTINE

The rose is red; the Violet's blue
The pink is sweet; & so are you.

Ww

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"We'll go a-shooting," says Robin to Bobbin;
"We'll go a-shooting," says Richard to John.
"We'll go a-shooting," says John all alone;
"We'll go a-shooting," says every one.

Xx

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XMAS GIFTS.

The first day of Xmas
My mother sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree.

Yy

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YULE DAYS.

The king sent his lady on the first Yule day,
A papingo-aye
Who learns my carol & carries it away?

Zz

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ZOOLOGICAL GARDENS.

Where you shall go, too;
But it's through A B C that we get to the Zoo.

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_BLUEBEARD._

Once on a time there lived a man hated by all he knew,
Both that his ways were very bad, and that his beard was blue;
But as he was so rich and grand, and led a merry life,
A lady he contrived at last to induce to be his wife.

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For a month after the wedding they lived and had good cheer,
And then said Bluebeard to his wife, "I'll say good-bye, my dear;
Indeed, it is but for six weeks that I shall be away,
I beg that you'll invite your friends, and feast and dance and play;
And all my property I'll leave confided to your care.
Here are the keys of all my chests, there's plenty and to spare."