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You'll never see him more;

He used to wear a long brown coat,

That button'd down before.

M

Y lady Wind, my lady Wind,

Went round about the house to find

A chink to get her foot in:

She tried the key-hole in the door,

She tried the crevice in the floor,

And drove the chimney soot in.

And then one night when it was dark,
She blew up such a tiny spark,

That all the house was pothered:
From it she raised up such a flame,

As flamed away to Belting Lane,

And White Cross folks were smothered.

And thus when once, my little dears,
A whisper reaches itching ears,

The same will come, you'll find:
Take my advice, restrain the tongue,
Remember what old nurse has sung
Of busy lady Wind.

PUNCH and Judy

Fought for a pie;

Punch gave Judy

A sad blow on the eye.

AFFY was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief;

TAF

Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef:

I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home;

Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow

bone.

I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not in;

Taffy came to my house and stole a silver pin:

I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,

I took up a poker and flung it at his head.

ITTLE Jack Horner sat in a corner,

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Eating a Christmas pie;

He put in his thumb, and he pulled out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!"

SOL

OLOMON GRUNDY,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,

Buried on Sunday:

This is the end

Of Solomon Grundy.