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Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse, Ran up the clock, But the crooked little man In his crooked little house, Who caught this crooked mouse After Humpty Dumpty's fall, Could not prevent the coming Down of baby, cradle and all! Now old Mother Hubbard, Checked her bare cupboard And found Jack and Jill, Who lived just up the hill, She wrapped poor Jack’s head In vinegar and brown paper! Guy Fawkes scandalous caper, Was renown, he met the Duke of York, Who to Fawkes, seemed quite a dork, For the Duke took all his men up, Then down, and up and again down, He did not want to break his crown! At that moment a Ladybird, Whose house was on fire and Her children gone, flew to the house, That Jack built, and sat on the maidens Lap all forlorn, In the early morn, But the maiden had gone to bed with John Who still had his trousers on! Both had a ball, and sang A song of Sixpence, But in their defence They were hiding from Guy Fawkes And his gunpowder plot, In bed, thought of it naught! Suddenly through their bed Ran three blind mice for their life And a farmers wife, Who was cutting their tails with a knife! Imagine three little kittens, Who had lost their mittens But could have no pie, When they saw the blind mice, Pie was history, as once, Twice and thrice, They caught the blind mice! Meanwhile Polly had put the kettle on So that all the mourners for Cock Robin, Could all have a cup of tea, It was the fly with his little eye, Who first saw him die. However, through all of this, Little Jack Horner Who sat in his corner Heard Tom, Tom the Pipers son, And though related none Visited the Queen of hearts, Who gave them some tarts! Night time was nigh And way up in the sky, Was a twinkling star, That Jack Sprat spotted from afar, And so did old King Cole, But at the same time heard the bell toll, For poor cock robin, So he started sobbing, But soon cheered up when He saw a fine lady upon a white horse, Riding to Banbury Cross! Wee Willie Winkie, asked for a ride Through the town, Still in his nightgown! But when he saw the cow jump Over the moon, And the dish, Run away with the spoon, He rubbed his eyes and said what a fiddle, Hey diddle diddle!
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