Cried Gobble, gobble, gobble: The man on the hill, that couldnt stand still,Went hobble, hobble, hobble. AA7HAT care I how black I be,Twenty pounds will marry me: If twenty wont, forty shall-I am my mothers bouncing girl! TWELVE pairs hanging high,Twelve knights riding by—Each took a pear,And yet…
Nursery rhymes
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