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Baa, baa black sheep |
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Donkey, Donkey Old and gray |
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Hey Diddle, Diddle |
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Baa, Baa, black sheep,
have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir -
three bags full:
One for the master,
one for the dame,
And one for the little boy
that lives down the lane. Baa, Baa, black sheep,
have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir -
three bags full. |
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Donkey, Donkey,
Old and gray,
Open your mouth
And gently bray;Lift your ears,
And blow your horn
To wake up the world
This sleepy morn. |
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Hey diddle diddle,
the cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon,
The little dog laughed
to see such sport,
And the dish ran away
with the spoon. |
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Hickory Dickory Dock |
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Humpty Dumpty |
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Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Stars |
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Hickory Dickory Dock,
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down!
Hickory Dickory Dock. Hickory Dickory Dock,
The bird looked at the clock,
The clock struck two 2,
Away she flew,
Hickory Dickory Dock Hickory Dickory Dock,
The dog barked at the clock,
The clock struck three 3,
Fiddle-de-dee,
Hickory Dickory Dock! |
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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
Couldn't put Humpty
together again!
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Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How l wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky;
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How l wonder what you are!
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Little Miss Muffet |
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Three Blind Mice |
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Little Jack Horner |
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Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey;
Along came a spider,
And sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away |
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Three blind mice, three blind mice,
See how they run, see how they run
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife;
Did ever you such a thing in your life,
As three blind mice? Three blind mice, three blind mice, See how they run, see how they run
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with a carving knife;
Did you ever see such a thing in your life, As three blind mice.
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Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
Eating his Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said "What a good boy am l!" |
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