Who Could I Be Not Me
i could be little bo peep
whose lost her sheep
but then i'd always know
where to find them
or little miss muffet
who sat on my tuffet
then came a spider
but it would only run away
or little jack horner
who sat in the corner
and corners are my forte
I've often heard them say
i could be jack or jill
my life goes up hill
and i often tumble
but no-one comes after.
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