0 rare Harry Parry, When will you marry ?When apples and pears are ripe. Ill come to the wedding, Without any bidding,And dance with your bride all night. 22 … A good child, a good child, As I suppose you be,Never laughed nor smiled At the tickling of your knee. Little Miss, pretty Miss,Blessings rest upon you; If I had half a crownId spend it all upon you. 23
Nursery rhymes
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