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Taffy Was a Welschman

AFFY was a Welschman, Taffy was a thief,

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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.

St. Dunstan

IT. DUNSTAN, as the story goes,

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Once pulled the devil by his nose,

With red-hot tongs, which made him roar,
That could be heard ten miles or more.

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Mary Had a Pretty Bird

ARY had a pretty bird,

Feathers bright and yellow,

Slenderlegs-upon my word

He was a pretty fellow.

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Pussy came by, and she popped her head in: "Shall I come in and cut your threads off?" "Oh! no, kind sir, you will snap our heads off!"

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There Was an Old Woman

HERE was an old woman, as I've heard tell,

She went to market her eggs for to sell;

She went to market all on a market day,

And she fell asleep on the king's highway.

There came by a peddler whose name was Stout,
He cut out her petticoats all round about;
He cut her petticoats up to the knees,

Which made the old woman shiver and freeze.

When this little old woman first did wake,
She began to shiver and she began to shake,
She began to wonder and she began to cry,
"Lauk a mercy on me, this is none of I!"

"But if it be I, as I hope it be,

I've a little dog at home, and he'll know me;
If it be I, he'll wag his tail,

And if it be not I, he'll loudly bark and wail!"

Home went the little woman all in the dark,
Up got the little dog, and he began to bark;
He began to bark, so she began to cry,
"Lauk a mercy on me, this can't be I."

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He stepped in a puddle up to his middle,

And never went there again.

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Little Jenny Wren

ITTLE Jenny Wren fell sick upon a time,

When in came Robin Redbreast, and brought her bread and wine;

"Eat, Jenny, drink, Jenny, all shall be thine!"

Then Jenny she got better, and she stood upon her feet,

And says to little Robin, "I love thee not a bit!" Then Robin he was angry and flew upon a twig, "Hoot upon thee, fie upon thee, ungrateful chit!"

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