Follen, Eliza Lee Cabot, 1787-1860 · Boston, Lee and Shepard · leaf 72
FIDDLEDEDEE. FIDDLEDEE diddledee dido,A poor little boy he cried, O; He cried, for what ? O, Ive forgot;Perhaps you had better ask Fido. Fiddledee diddledee dido,The dog ran off to hide, O; Hell bark and squeak, But never speak —Theres no use in asking Fido. (55)
Nursery rhymes
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