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AME, what makes your ducks to die?
U What the pize ails 'em ? what the pize ails

They kick up their heels, and there they lie ;
What the pize ails 'em now?
Heigh, ho! heigh, ho!
Dame, what makes your ducks to die?
What a pize ails 'em ? what a pize ails 'em!
Heigh, ho! heigh, ho !
Dame, what ails your ducks to die?
Eating o' polly-wigs, eating o'polly-wigs.
Heigh, ho! heigh, ho!

IN the month of February,
I When green leaves begin to spring,
Little lambs do skip like fairies,

Birds do couple, build, and sing.

DUSSY CAT sits by the fire ;

1 How did she come there?
In walks the little dog,
Says, “Pussy! are you there?”

“How do you do, Mistress Pussy?

Mistress Pussy, how d’ye do ?” “I thank you kindly, little dog

I fare as well as you!'

THERE was a little boy went into a barn,

I And lay down on some hay; An owl came out and flew about,

And the little boy ran away.

THE dove says, “Coo, coo, what shall I do?

I can scarce maintain two." “Pooh, pooh,” says the wren ; “I have got ten, And keep them all like gentlemen !”

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| EG over leg,
L As the dog went to Dover ;
When he came to a stile,

Jump he went over.

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I LOVE little pussy, her coat is so warm;
1 And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm.
So I'll not pull her tail nor drive her away,
But pussy and I very gently will play.

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| ADY bird, lady bird, fly away home;
L Thy house is on fire, thy children all gone-
All but one, and her name is Ann,
And she crept under the pudding-pan.

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