Hot Codlins
Read 'Hot Codlins' by 'Mother Goose' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
There was a little woman, as I've been told,
Who was not very young, nor yet very old;
Now this little woman her living got
By selling codlins, hot, hot, hot!
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