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Little Tee-wee, He went to sea In an open boat; And when it was afloat, The little boat bended. My story's ended. |
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As Tommy Snooks and Bessy Brooks Were walking out one Sunday, Says Tommy Snooks to Bessy Brooks, Tomorrow will be Monday. |
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The man on the hill That couldn't stand still, Went hobble, hobble, hobble. |
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The girl in the lane That couldn't speak plain, Went gobble, gobble, gobble. |
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There was a crooked man, And he walked a crooked mile, He found a crooked sixpence Against a crooked stile; He bought a crooked cat, Which caught a crooked mouse, And they all lived together In a little crooked house. |