OH, DEAR!
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Dear, dear! what can the matter be?
Two old women got up in an apple-tree;
One came down, and the other
stayed till Saturday.
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TWEEDLE-DUM AND TWEEDLE-DEE
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Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
Resolved to have a battle,
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
Had spoiled his nice new rattle.
Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
As big as a tar barrel,
Which frightened both the heroes so,
They quite forgot their quarrel.
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OLD MOTHER GOOSE
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Old Mother Goose, when
She wanted to wander,
Would ride through the air
On a very fine gander.
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LITTLE JUMPING JOAN
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Here am I, little jumping Joan,
When nobody's with me
I'm always alone.
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