aid the fox, ^you are very fat;You 11 grease my beard and ride on my backFrom this into yonder wee town, e-oh! The farmers wife she jumped out of bed.And out of the window she popped her head:Oh, husband! oh, husband! the geese are all dead,For the fox has been through the town, e-oh ! The farmer… … FLYIJN^G EGBERT Whex the rain in torrents pours,And by the wind the trees are bent, Good little children stay indoorsAnd there to play they are content. FLYING ROBERT But Robert thought, one rainy day,That it would much more pleasant be Out in the rain to run and play,And all the pretty puddles…
Nursery rhymes
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