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Bye, Baby Bunting, Father's Gone A-Hunting All to ...
She pulled a little glass out of her pocket and ...
Sir Roger De Coverley
But where is it now?
A bit of string divided the armies
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross, To see a white ...
May a sprite inhabit it at dead of night
She Gave a Little Shriek
How They Hurried!
Towards evening time .... Ole Luk-Oie comes