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nding. * * * * * Three little kittens lost their mittens, And they began to cry: "O mother dear, we very much fear That we have lost our mittens." "Lost your mittens, you naughty kittens! Then you shall have no pie." "Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow! And we can have no pie. Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow!" * * * * * Once I saw a little bird Come hop, hop, hop; So I cried, "Little bird, Will you stop, stop, stop?" And was going to the window To say, "How do you do?" But he shook his little tail, And far away he flew. * * * * * One misty, moisty morning, When cloudy was the weather, I chanced to meet an old man Clothed all in leather; He began to compliment, And I began to grin,-- "How do you do," and "How do you do," And "How do you do" again! * * * * * Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers; A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked; If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked? * * * * * Rid a cock-horse to Banbury-cross To see an old lady upon a white horse, Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes, And so she makes music wherever she goes. * * * * * Three wise men of Gotham Went to sea in a bowl; If the bowl had been stronger, My song would have been longer. * * * * * See, saw, sacradown, Which is the way to London town? One foot up, the other foot down, And that is the way to London town. * * * * * Simple Simon met a pieman Going to the fair; Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Let me taste your ware." Says the pieman to Simple Simon, "Show me first your penny;" Says Simple Simon to the pieman, "Indeed, I have not any." Simple Simon went a-fishing For to catch a whale; All the water he had got Was in his mother's pail. Simple Simon went to look If plums grew on a thistle; He pricked his fingers very much, Which made poor Simon whistle. PRETTY COW. Thank you? pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread, Every day and every night, Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white. Do not chew the hemlock rank, Growing on the weedy bank; But the yellow cowslips eat, That will make it ver
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