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 Mamma gives me ev’rything, Calls me “Little Lamb,” When I’m good; but I’ll not say What she gave me yesterday, When she made me go away From a pot of jam.  |
“Why is that bell a-ringing?” asked the stranger of a boy
Who did not seem to grasp the query’s scope:
“I’m not quite certain, sir,” said the boy, “but I infer
There must be someone pulling on the rope.”
Who did not seem to grasp the query’s scope:
“I’m not quite certain, sir,” said the boy, “but I infer
There must be someone pulling on the rope.”
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